You can't just go on being a good egg. You must either hatch or go bad!

Term, holidays, term, holidays, till we leave school, and then work, work, work till we die.

Everything is as good or bad as our opinion makes it.

If we let ourselves, we shall always be waiting for some distraction or other to end before we can really get down to our work.

Feelings, and feelings, and feelings. Let me try thinking instead.

The value of the Old Testament may be dependant on what seems its imperfection. It may repel one use in order that we may be forced to use it in another way-to find the Word in it...to re-live, while we read, the whole Jewish experience of God's gradual and graded self-revelation, to feel the very contentions between the Word and the human material through which it works.

Ah, poor Pole. It's been to much for her, this last bit. Turned her head, I shouldn't wonder. She's beginning to see things.