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learned. He learned that pride is a small thing when hunger leaves visiting cards. He gained knowledge from books and experience from freedom.
As the boy, so the youth: stubborn, yet sensitive; lazy and brilliant by turns; discerning, yet scornful of people less blessed than himself. But in all his moods there was a blind passionate reaching for beauty—he ended each day with a vague hope that the next would reveal something to him. He didn’t know just what this would be.
Suddenly he had a sharp-edged conviction. He must go on with schooling. In search of it he found his way to a New England city. There he felt much happiness. The city of learning, despite a reputation for snobbishness, seemed to have open arms for young students with empty pockets.
He found that by running
