It’s said that the shuffling of the cards is the earth, and the pattering of the cards is the rain, and the beating of the cards is the wind, and the pointing of the cards is the fire. That’s of the four suits. But the Greater Trumps, it’s said, are the meaning of all process and the measure of the everlasting dance.

I think in order to move forward into the future, you need to know where you've been

Love was even more mathematical than poetry. It was the pure mathematics of the spirit.

Every contrition for sin is apt to encourage a not quite charitable wish that other people should exhibit a similar contrition.

"Nought usually comes at the beginning," Ralph said. "Not necessarily," said Sibyl. "It might come anywhere. Nought isn't a number at all. It's the opposite of number." Nancy looked up from the cards. "Got you, aunt," she said. "What about ten? Nought's a number there - it's part of ten." "Well, if you say that any mathematical arrangement of one and nought really makes ten - " Sibyl smiled. "Can it possibly be more than a way of representing ten?"

It is as pleasant as it is unusual to see thoroughly good people getting their deserts.

You can have money piled to the ceiling but the size of your funeral is still going to depend on the weather.