Humility, after the first shock, is cheerful virtue.

You can begin as if nothing had ever gone wrong. White as snow.

Dearest Daughter. I knew you would not be long in coming to me. Joy shall be yours.

If God were a Kantian, who would not have us till we came to Him from the purest and best motives, who could be saved?

Fancy sleeping on air. I wonder if anyone's done it before. I don't suppose they have. Oh, bother—-Scrubb probably has!

At the very least, they can be persuaded that the bodily position makes no difference to their prayers; for they constantly forget[...]that they are animals and that whatever their bodies do affects their souls.

If we continue to make moral judgements (and whatever we say shall in fact continue) then we must believe that the conscience of man is not a product of nature.