When one has tasted watermelon he knows what the angels eat.
Which is him?" The grammar was faulty, maybe, but we could not know, then, that it would go in a book someday.
Every person is a book, each year a chapter.
What God lacks is convictions- stability of character. He ought to be a Presbyterian or a Catholic or something- not try to be everything.
The very ink with which history is written is merely fluid prejudice.
How empty is theory in the presence of fact!