I Regard Myself As A Soldier, Though

Liberty And Democracy Become Unholy When Their Hands Are Dyed Red With Innocent Blood.

No One Has The Capacity To Judge God. We Are Drops In That Limitless Ocean Of Mercy.

Some Form Of Common Worship And A Common Place Of Worship Appear To Be A Human Necessity.

I Implicitly Believe In The Truth Of The Saying That Not A Blade Of Grass Moves But By His Will. He Will Save It (my Life) If He Needs It For Further Service In This Body. None Can Save It Against His Will.

Complete Independence Does Not Mean Arrogant Isolation Or A Superior Disdain For All Help.