For tice. In trade for taircase ed a small paradise. itasy rees, brus of ting primitive garden, ed several scenes from triarcrious life errupted. tlessness or boredom made ed . But ryside to breat, or visit a peasants daug, or lie for aring into ted reetops, into ting er a day or ttack  ly, tenderly coax  a mouted beard. Beside Ericatues and en to t times er. onis. Everytless, stubborn, boyis o flo greion, a small surging ainly no less heology.

    Pensively ;Im learning a great deal from you, Goldmund. Im beginning to understand  is. Formerly it seemed to me t, compared to t could not be taken altoget someture of mind and matter, since tion of ternal to ter pulls o transitory, rive aoo elevate  meaning. I did pretend, out of , to  in eem, but actually I  and looked do. Only no t t even t one. It is my ay on it. But I see t you, on te road, on t of being just as deeply and can express it in a muc to do.quot;

    quot;Noand,quot; Goldmund said, quot;t I cant conceive of ts  images?quot;

    quot;I ood it. Our tant process of converting to abstractions, a looking atempt to construct a purely spiritual  constant, t mortal to your , and in tality s look ao it, and by your sacrifice to it raise it to t, a parable of eternity. e try to come closer to God by pulling to ion and re-creating it. Bot, but art is more innocent.quot;

    quot;I dont kno in overcoming life, in resisting despair, you to succeed better. I opped envying you for your learning, dear friend, but