"that the goal, the project, God's purpose was (and he couldn't explain why he thought so; all evidence was against it) - that this world should be a love world, that it should eventually recover and be entirely a world of love. He wouldn't have said this to a soul, for he could see himself how stupid it was - personal and stupid. Nevertheless, there it was at the center of his feelings. And at the same time, Aunt Rebecca was right when she said to him, strictly private, close to his ear even, "you're a little crook, like your father."
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