I suspect that for a good deal of the time you live in a sort of glass case, not knowing real enthusiasm or genuine emotion; or feeling them perhaps at second hand, feeling them sometimes...

It isn’t very pretty to have been made a fool of by one’s own feelings,’ he said. ‘To take childish promises and build a–a castle out of them…

Yes, it was a “beautiful” sermon, tugging the emotions and conjuring up pictures of greatness and peace. But were they talking about the decent peppery ordinary old man he knew, or had the subject strayed...