One thing alone kept people from hating Jacob Uber: the undeniable fact that his entire life was overshadowed by suffering, a suffering so intense that in the end it destroyed him.
A small, thin man, Jacob Uber was very regular in his habits, and prone to worry about what he was going to say before he said it. Actually, he was afflicted like this only in the presence of casual acquaintances, whereas with his friends he was invariably quite at ease. Though burdened with a singular weariness of spirit, when in the company of intimate acquaintances he struggled to escape from himself and in rare moments of bliss he did succeed. Otherwise, this inner miasma had stifled him from childhood.
