It is not correct to consider the struggle for his favor as a kind of rivalry in a circus,--as a kind of game, as a struggle, in which victory flatters vanity.

True, I explain it to myself in that way frequently; but still it seems to me sometimes that I am like Chilo, and better in nothing than he.

When he ceases to be needful to thee, send him to me.

I have taken a fancy to his edifying conversation.

A greeting from me to thy divine Christian, or rather beg her in my name not to be a fish to thee.