I suppose it's their business to suspect--that of your family; it's proper on the whole they should.

They'll like me better some day; so will you, for that matter.
Meanwhile my business is not to make myself bad blood, but simply to be thankful for life and love." "It has made me better, loving you," he said on another occasion; "it has made me wiser and easier and--I won't pretend to deny--brighter and nicer and even stronger.

I used to want a great many things before and to be angry I didn't have them.
Theoretically I was satisfied, as I once told you.

I flattered myself I had limited my wants.

But I was subject to irritation; I used to have morbid, sterile, hateful fits of hunger, of desire.