Placetne, magistra?" "Placet.

Praise God (or whatever it is) from (if direction exists) whom (if personality exists) all blessings (if that word corresponds to any percept of objective reality) flow (if Heraclitus and Bergson and Einstein are correct in stating that everything is more or less flowing about).

We ought to recognise the profound gulf between the work to which we are 'called' and the work we are forced into as a means of livelihood.

All the children seem to be coming out quite intelligent, thank goodness. It would have been such a bore to be the mother of morons, and it’s an absolute toss-up, isn’t it? If one could only invent them, like characters in books, it would be much more satisfactory to a well-regulated mind.

Lord, teach us to take our hearts and look them in the face, however difficult it may be.

Forgiveness is the one unpardonable sin.

Nothing is more vulgar than a careful avoidance of beginning a letter with the first person singular.