I cannot hope that what I have to say will be very interesting to many.

But no man has a monopoly of conscience.

But a girl of seventeen is not always thinking of books, especially in the Oxford summer term.

Conviction is the conscience of the mind.

So as the years draw on toward the Biblical limit, the inclination to look back, and to tell some sort of story of what one has seen, grows upon most of us.

For after my marriage I had made various attempts to write fiction. They were clearly failures.

The answer, of course, in the mouth of a Christian teacher is that in Christianity alone is there both present joy and future hope.