What do you do,' said Jean, 'with, ah, "ungifted" children when you have them?''Cherish them and raise them, you imbecile. Most of them end up working for us, in Karthain and elsewhere. What did you think we'd do, burn them on a pyre?''Forget I asked

Questions don't have to make sense, Vincent," said Miss Susan. "But answers do.

When you're ashamed of their action, to ask them the reason of their actions can make you a fool.

In life; not all questions require gentle answers, some just want you to be so stupid to answer in a stupid way.