Arthur, with his keen blue eyes and hair of burnished gold, his ready smile and guileless countenance. Wide and heavy of shoulder, long of limb, he towers above other men and, though he does not yet know the power of his stature, he is aware that smaller men become uneasy near him. He is handsomely knit in all; fair to look upon.

To friends! Life belongs to those who love, and where love reigns is man truly king!

Contrary to what many may think, immortality is not a fairy tale invented to compensate for an unhappy life.

Do not borrow tomorrow's troubles today

Knowledge is a burden--once taken up, it can never be discarded.

Unbelievers enjoy the security of their unbelief; there is great confidence in ignorance.

Well, I was thinking this very thing. I was thinking: I am going to die today, but Jesu also died, so he knows how it is with me. And I was thinking, would he know me when I came to him? Yes! Sitting in his hall, he will see me sail into the bay, and he will run down to meet me on the shore; he will wade into the sea and pull my boat onto the sand and welcome me as his wayfaring brother. Why will he do this? Because he too has suffered, and he knows...HE KNOWS...Is that not good news?