The Perfect Moment, Once Lost, Is Not

A Well-trained Dog Is Like Religion, It Sets The Deserving At Their Ease And Is A Terror To Evildoers.

All We Are Asked To Bear We Can Bear.

Jean Was Visited By One Of Her Rare Moments Of Happiness, One Of Those Moments When The Goodness Of God Was So Real To Her That It Was Like Taste And Scent; The Rough Strong Taste Of Honey In The Comb And The Scent Of Water. Her Thoughts Of God Had A Homeliness That At Times Seemed Shocking, In Spite Of Their Power, Which Could Rescue Her From Terror Or Evil With An Ease That Astonished Her.

To Be Sorry And Glad Together Is To Be Perceptive To The Richness Of Life.

She Realized With Deep Respect That This Woman Had Always Done What She Had To Do And Faced What She Had To Face. If Many Of Her Fears And Burdens Would Have Seemed Unreal To Another Woman, There Was Nothing Unreal About Her Courage.