I Toast The Pope, But I Toast

All Men Have A Reason, But Not All Men Can Give A Reason.

God Has Created Me To Do Him Some Definite Service; He Has Committed Some Work To Me Which He Has Not Committed To Another. I Have My Mission.

Life Passes, Riches Fly Away, Popularity Is Fickle, The Senses Decay, The World Changes. One Alone Is True To Us; One Alone Can Be All Things To Us; One Alone Can Supply Our Need.

All That Is Good, All That Is True, All That Is Beautiful, All That Is Beneficent, Be It Great Or Small, Be It Perfect Or Fragmentary, Natural As Well As Supernatural, Moral As Well As Material, Comes From God.

I Want A Laity, Not Arrogant, Not Rash In Speech, Not Disputatious, But Men Who Know Their Religion, Who Enter Into It, Who Know Just Where They Stand, Who Know What They Hold And What They Do Not, Who Know Their Creed So Well That They Can Give An Account Of It, Who Know So Much Of History That They Can Defend It.