It Seems To Me That

Cats Are Possessed Of A Shy, Retiring Nature, Cajoling, Haughty, And Capricious, Difficult To Fathom. They Reveal Themselves Only To Certain Favored Individuals, And Are Repelled By The Faintest Suggestion Of Insult Or Even By The Most Trifling Deception.

I Still Held Fast To My Determination To Become A Minister; It Still Seemed To Me That That Was My Duty. I Had Pledged Myself, In My Prayers I Had Given My Word To God. How Could I Therefore Break My Vow?

My Sister And My Brother, Of Whom I Have Not Spoken Before, Were Considerably Older Than I; It Seemed Almost As If We Belonged To Different Generations.

I Recall Feeling An Almost Delicious Terror When One Day I Found Myself Alone In The Midst Of Tall June Grasses That Grew High As My Head. But Here The Secret Working Of Self Consciousness Is Almost Too Entangled With The Things Of The Past For Me To Explain It.

I Still Have In My Memory, Almost Agonizing Impressions Of A Serious Illness Which I Had When I Was About Eight Years Old. Those About Me Called It Scarlet Fever, And Its Very Name Seemed To Have A Diabolical Quality.