Basil Grant and I were talking one day in what is perhaps the most
perfect place for talking on earth--the top of a tolerably deserted
tramcar. To talk on the top of a hill is superb, but to talk on the
top of a flying hill is a fairy tale.

“So far as he could prevent it, Dickens never permitted a day of his life to be …”

“Divinity is great enough to be divine; it is great enough to call itself divine…”

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“Job was comfortless before the speech of Jehovah and is comforted after it. He …”