Nothing was more sad than to see the seed of the righteous turning from the path of righteousness--and so on.
The laird made reply that he was obliged to Mr.Burns for his communication and the interest he took in his boy, but could only believe there had been some mistake, for it was impossible his boy should have been guilty of anything to which his father would apply the epithets used by Mr.Burns.And so little did the thing trouble the laird, that he never troubled Cosmo with a word on the matter--only, when he came, home asked him what it meant.
But in after days Cosmo repented of having so completely dropped the old gentleman's acquaintance; he was under obligation to him; and if a man will have to do only with the perfect, he must needs cut himself first, and go out of the world.

He had learned a good deal from him, but nothing of art: his settings were good, but of the commonest ideas.

In the kingdom of heaven tradesmen will be teachers, but on earth it is their business to make fortunes! But a stone, its colour, light, quality, he enjoyed like a poet.

Many with a child's delight in pure colours, have no feeling for the melodies of their arrangement, or the harmonies of their mingling.
So are there some capable of delight in a single musical tone, who have but little reception for melody or complicate harmony.

Whether a condition analogical might not be found in the moral world, and contribute to the explanation of such as Mr.Burns, I may not now enquire.
The very rainbow was lovelier to Cosmo after learning some of the secrets of precious stones.