No doubt, I can't tell you that it gladdens me.

I thought at first that I was going to die; I should have liked to hide myself in the very depths of the earth.

And then, well, it was necessary to be reasonable, and I understood that things had arranged themselves for the best, in their natural order." Pierre, unable to resist any further, had begun to weep with both hands raised to his face.
"Don't grieve, brother, either for yourself or for me," said Guillaume.
"Do you remember the happy days we lately spent together at Neuilly after we had found one another again?
All our old affection revived within us, and we remained for hours, hand in hand, recalling the past and loving one another.

And what a terrible confession you made to me one night, the confession of your loss of faith, your torture, the void in which you were rolling! When I heard of it my one great wish was to cure you.

I advised you to work, love, and believe in life, convinced as I was that life alone could restore you to peace and health....