"What do you want?"

As I wanted nothing, I became confused and beat a retreat. There was
nothing remarkable about the place; but this incident, after what I
had witnessed on the other side of the yard, the cursing old woman,
the jolly old man, and the lads sliding, suddenly presented the
business which I had concocted from a totally different point of
view. I then comprehended for the first time, that all these
unfortunates to whom I was desirous of playing the part of
benefactor, besides the time, when, suffering from cold and hunger,
they awaited admission into the house, had still other time, which
they employed to some other purpose, that there were four and twenty
hours in every day, that there was a whole life of which I had never
thought, up to that moment. Here, for the first time, I understood,
that all those people, in addition to their desire to shelter
themselves from the cold and to obtain a good meal, must still, in
some way, live out those four and twenty hours each day, which they
must pass as well as everybody else. I comprehended that these
people must lose their tempers, and get bored, show courage, and
grieve and be merry. Strange as this may seem, when put into words,
I understood clearly for the first time, that the business which I
had undertaken could not consist alone in feeding and clothing
thousands of people, as one would feed and drive under cover a
thousand sheep, but that it must consist in doing good to them.

And then I understood that each one of those thousand people was
exactly such a man,--with precisely the same past, with the same
passions, temptations, failings, with the same thoughts, the same
perplexities,--exactly such a man as myself, and then the thing that
I had undertaken suddenly presented itself to me as so difficult that