Sometimes it is hard not to say, 'God forgive God.' Sometimes it is hard to say so much. But if our faith is true, He didn't. He crucified Him.

Put first things first and we get second things thrown in: put second things first & we lose both first and second things.

I now see that I spent most of my life in doing neither what I ought nor what I liked.

He produced mainly three results: Hatred, Terror, Adoration.

We must show our Christian colors, if we are to be true to Jesus Christ. We cannot remain silent or concede everything away.

One flesh. Or if you prefer, one ship. The starboard engine has gone. I, the port engine, must chug along somehow till we make harbour. Or rather, till the journey ends.

I wonder do the gods know what it feels like to be a man.