Even When I Feared And Detested Christianity,

I Think God Wants Us To Love Him More, Not To Love Others Less.

If There Ever Was A Time That Nothing Existed, Then Nothing Would Exist Now

Reasoning Is Never, Like Poetry, Judged From The Outside At All.

I'm Hunger. I'm Thirst. Where I Bite, I Hold Till I Die, And Even After Death They Must Cut Out My Mouthful From My Enemy's Body And Bury It With Me. I Can Fast A Hundred Years And Not Die. I Can Lie A Hundred Nights On The Ice And Not Freeze. I Can Drink A River Of Blood And Not Burst. Show Me Your Enemies.

The Way For A Person To Develop A Style Is (a) To Know Exactly What He Wants To Say, And (b) To Be Sure He Is Saying Exactly That.