I couldn't write them down, because you can't write these things down, or even put them intelligibly to yourself.

You just _see that they are so_.
For instance, one morning at mass--quite suddenly--I saw how the substance of the bread was changed, and how our Lord is united with the soul at Communion--of course it's a mystery (that's what I mean by saying that it can't be written down)--but I saw it, in a flash, and I can see it still in a sort of way.

Then another day when the Major was talking about something or other (I think it was about the club he used to belong to in Piccadilly), I understood about our Lady and how she is just everything from one point of view.

And so on.

I had that kind of thing at Doctor Whitty's a good deal, particularly when I was getting better.