My emotions lose their force when I endeavor to interpret them, and my words seem very inept.
I Emotions Them
It seems to me that it will be very wearisome to be a man.
Man Seems Be A Man
My books were always full of ink blots, always stained and covered with smeared sketches and pictures, which one draws idly when his attention wanders from his task.
Ink Which Attention
And all around is the desert; a corner of the mournful kingdom of sand.
Egypt, the Egypt of antiquity, at a later time, exercised a mysterious fascination over me. I recognized a picture of it immediately, without hesitation and astonishment, in an illustrated magazine.
Immediately Recognized Fascination
I am surprised that I cannot recall whether my desire to become a minister transformed itself into a wish to lead the more militant life of missionary, by a slow process or suddenly.
Suddenly Cannot Whether
The moon of a bright silver, which dazzles by its shining, illumines a world which surely is no longer ours; for it resembles in nothing what may be seen in other lands.
Shining Nothing Surely
The pyramid once passed there was still a short way to go before we confronted the Sphinx, in the middle of what our contemporaries have left him of his desert.
Through the study of fossils I had already been initiated into the mysteries of prehistoric creations.
Creations Had Mysteries
I was at that time like a fledgling swallow living high up in a niche in the eaves, who from time to time peeps out over the top of its nest with its little bright eyes.
Swallow High Peeps
I do not exactly remember at what period I started my museum which absorbed so much of my time.
Remember Museum Time
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 Sister Different