The sentimentalists are ahead of us, not by weight of brain, but through delicacy of nerve, and, like all creatures in the front, they are open to be victims.

I pray you to observe again the shrinking life that afflicts the adventurous horns of the snail, for example.

Such are the sentimentalists to us--the fat body of mankind.

We owe them much, and though they scorn us, let us pity them.
Especially when they are young they deserve pity, for they suffer cruelly.

I for my part prefer to see boys and girls led into the ways of life by nature; but I admit that in many cases, in most cases, our good mother has not (occupied as her hands must be) made them perfectly presentable; by which fact I am warned to have tolerance for the finer beings who labour under these excessive sensual subtleties.