The American insanity for Loving Everybody is ruining my good temper and delivering my stomach to enormous bouts with acidity.

The stalwart soul has the will to live and is eager for the race.

I wanted to acquire an education, work extremely hard and never deviate from my goal, to make it.

The feeble soul merely whines and complains.

. . . a statement that is repugnant to one's beliefs can be as true as one that is pleasurable.

Saints rarely have friends; they are usually hated and derided, for they love and love is always rejected by hard-hearted men....saints do not advertise themselves; good men do not seek out a name in the world....the saints did what they did almost in stealth, asking nothing except that men love God.

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