Above all things despise a slovenly movement, an ugly bearing and unpleasing manner.

And make a mock of petulance and of too much timidity.
We are imbeciles to start bothering about love and so forth in a child.

Forget utterly that there is such a thing as emotional reciprocity.

But never forget your own honor as an adult individual towards a small individual.

It is a question of honor, not of love.
A tree grows straight when it has deep roots and is not too stifled.
Love is a spontaneous thing, coming out of the spontaneous effectual soul.