Beatae sunt quae ab ipsis occultare sapiunt.
They are happy who know how to conceal (or cover) themselves - is that right?
And I'm assuming this is meant to insult, so can you please help me with a non-insulting but appropriate rejoinder*, because you are so much more clever than I am.
I'd said, at the end of my letter, that I hadn't meant to upset her, I thought she was making too much of it and that my reasons for not joining her class were reasonable ones. I'm sorry, I know this is stupid and I hadn't meant to reply to whatever she said back, but I am indeed that petty.
Love and respect
Z
*cough cough - with the translation, please ;-)
And I promise I'll drop this now and be frivolous tomorrow. Um. Right, I've got it...
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Blessed advice which (is) from her secret wisdom.
Sorry, I'm not very well today, and am having trouble focusing, so apologies for any typos.
How about: Re vera, cara mea, mea nil refert.
('Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.' An obscure classical reference which she may not get.)
Excellent, Dave, and I'm sorry to bother you when you're ill - but what are friends for, if not to burden them?
I've decided not to be petty after all, however, and to let her have the last word.
I'm sorry, I know this is stupid and I hadn't meant to reply to whatever she said back, but I am indeed that petty.
That happened to me once... :-) I am impressed but not surprised that you rose above it.
I'm a lot older than you are, Dandelion. One learns by one's own mistakes, not by being told of others'.
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