自深深处（二）

If you go complaining to your mother, as you did with reference to the scorn of you I displayed in my letter to Robbie, so that she may flatter and soothe you back into self-complacency or conceit, you will be completely lost.

Do you still say, as you said to Robbie in your answer, that I " attribute unworthy motives" to you?

You had no motives in life. You had appetites merely.

That you were " very young" when our friendship began? Your defect was not that you knew so little about life, but that you knew so much.

The morning dawn of boyhood with its delicate bloom, its joy of innocence and expectation you had left far behind.

You had passed from Romance to Realism. The gutter and the things that live in it had begun to fascinate you.

Remember that the fool in the eyes of the gods and the fool in the eyes of man are very different.

The real fool, such as the gods mock or mar, is he who does not know himself.

I was such a one too long.

You have been such a one too long.