Sin Lives Solely By Plagiarising The Ideas

There Is Not An Inch Of Any Sphere Of Life Over Which Jesus Christ Does Not Say, 'mine.'

The Holy Scripture Is Like A Diamond: In The Dark It Is Like A Piece Of Glass, But As Soon As The Light Strikes It The Water Begins To Sparkle, And The Scintillation Of Life Greets Us.

Do Not Bury Our Glorious Orthodoxy In The Treacherous Pit Of A Spurious Conservatism.

When The Principles That Run Against Your Deepest Convictions Begin To Win The Day, Then The Battle Is Your Calling, And Peace Has Become Sin. You Must At The Price Of Dearest Peace Lay Your Convictions Bare Before Friend And Enemy With All The Fire Of Your Faith.

How Often Has Not The Parallel Been Drawn And The Golden Age Of The Roman Empire, When The External Brilliancy Of Life Likewise Dazzled The Eye, Notwithstanding That The Social Diagnosis Could Yield No Other Verdict Than 'rotten To The Very Core'?