And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche.

I was too happy for words and I believe he was as well.

His own heart laughed: and that was quite enough for him.

He smiled at me, and it was not the worried, nervous smile from before, but a smile that meant he was pleased. And I don't remember him ever smiling at me that way again.

He'd just nod politely and then do exactly what he wanted,

His gratitude widened his smile and bent his back.

Firstly, he was always ready to listen.

Happy is he who is aware of the mysteries of his Lord.

The kindness in his smile seemed infinite.

I was happy for him. He did not have a sunken molue in his brain. Rastafarians and diseased children didn’t torment him. He hadn’t been a salesman of nightmares- he had only ever been their administrator.

Why did you look at the sunset?'
Philip answered with his mouth full:
Because I was happy.

a man possessed with peace is always smiling

That was why she was happy. He now knew that happiness and kindness went together. There was not one without the other.

The well heeded well heard.