If You Live In A Graveyard, You

...skepticism Can Never Provide Firm Ground Under A Man's Feet. And Perhaps, After All, We Need Firm Ground.

Pride Grows In The Human Heart Like Lard On A Pig.

A Human Being Is All Hope And Impatience.

Bless You Prison, Bless You For Being In My Life. For There, Lying Upon The Rotting Prison Straw, I Came To Realize That The Object Of Life Is Not Prosperity As We Are Made To Believe, But The Maturity Of The Human Soul.

Here Again We Witness The Single Outcome Of A Worldwide Process, With East And West Yielding The Same Results, And Once Again For The Same Reason: Men Have Forgotten God.