We Are Not Yet What We Shall

Whatever Your Heart Clings To And Confides In, That Is Really Your God, Your Functional Savior.

The Devil...clutched Hold Of The Miserable Young Man...and Flew Off With Him Through The Ceiling, Since Which Time Nothing Has Been Heard Of Him.

Why Do You Rant And Brag With Such A Spate Of Words, As If You Wanted To Overwhelm Me With A Sort Of Tempest And Deluge Of Oratory-which Nevertheless Falls With The Greater Force On Your Own Head, While My Ark Rides Aloft In Safety?

If I Had Power Over The Jews, As Our Princes And Cities Have, I Would Deal Severely With Their Lying Mouth

The Slender Capacity Of Man's Heart Cannot Comprehend The Unfathomable Depth And Burning Zeal Of God's Love Toward Us.