An hour's conversation on literature between two ardent minds with a common devotion to a neglected poet is a miraculous road to intimacy.

The beginning of Christendom, is, strictly, at a point out of time. A metphysical trigonometry finds it among the spiritual Secrets, at the meeting of two heavenward lines, one drawn from Bethany along the Ascent of the Messias, the other from Jerusalem against the Descent of the Paraclete. That measurement, the measurement of eternity in operation, of the bright cloud and the rushing wind, is, in effect, theology.

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

To forgive and to be forgiven are the two points of holy magnificence and holy modesty; round these two centres the whole doctrine of largesse revolves.

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.

Play and pray; but on the whole do not pray when you are playing and do not play when you are praying.

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