Great thieves go Scott-free, as the Pope and his crew.

The curses of the ungodly are more pleasing to God's ears than the hallelujahs of the pious

Superstition, idolatry, and hypocrisy have ample wages, but truth goes a begging.

Those who lapse from the Gospel to the Law are no better off than those who lapse from grace to idolatry.

We conclude, therefore, that a Christian lives not in himself, but in Christ and in his neighbor. Otherwise he is not a Christian. He lives in Christ through faith, in his neighbor through love. By faith he is caught up beyond himself into God. By love he descends beneath himself into his neighbor.

God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but also on trees, and in the flowers and clouds and stars.

We old folks have to find our cushions and pillows in our tankards. Strong beer is the milk of the old.