I have often thought that you were different from all of us.

You must be from Heaven." "And why not you also, John, who look up to it?
Can anyone attain the height who has not come from it ?" John remained standing by his side for a while.

It was not always easy to grasp what he meant.
On their homeward way by night, the mother unburdened her anxious heart to her son.

"You are so good, my child, and help people wherever you can.

Why are you often so rough of speech ?" "Because they do not understand me," he replied; "because you, none of you, understand me.