"It's your temperament, and you can't change, now." "I may change for the worse," he threatened.

"I think I have, already.
I don't believe I could stand up to Dryfoos, now, as I did for poor old Lindau, when I risked your bread and butter for his.

I look back in wonder and admiration at myself.

I've steadily lost touch with life since then.

I'm a trifler, a dilettante, and an amateur of the right and the good as I used to be when I was young.