A dishonest man spreads strife, and a whisperer separates close friends.

Nearly half of the American population is eagerly anticipating the end of the world. This dewy-eyed nihilism provides absolutely no incentive to build a sustainable civilization. Many of these people are lunatics, but they are not the lunatic fringe.

When everyone else is losing their heads, it is important to keep yours.

You and I are more than friends. We're like a really small gang.

The waterfall winks at every passerby.

From now on, gang, we won't let Rudolph join in any reindeer games.

It is a bad world, Donatus, an incredibly bad world. But I have discovered in the midst of it a quiet and good people who have learned the great secret of life. They have found a joy and wisdom which is a thousand times better than any of the pleasures of our sinful life. They are despised and persecuted, but they care not. They are masters of their souls. They have overcome the world. These people, Donatus, are Christians. . . and I am one of them.