During the whole drive He was always discovering lovely things and with vivid animation pointing them out to us: the bright green of the fields and hills, the neat villages, a spire rising from a cluster of Swiss houses, or from some lonely spot on a mountain. A tiny village, high among the peaks, caught His eye. "How can the people there stand the winter? It must," He said with the tenderest sympathy, "be too severely cold for them."

The Diary of Juliet Thompson