At First I Was Almost About To

Wild, Dark Times Are Rumbling Toward Us, And The Prophet Who Wishes To Write A New Apocalypse Will Have To Invent Entirely New Beasts, And Beasts So Terrible That The Ancient Animal Symbols Of St. John Will Seem Like Cooing Doves And Cupids In Comparison.

Ask Me Not What I Have, But What I Am.

You Cannot Feed The Hungry On Statistics.

Freedom Is A New Religion, The Religion Of Our Time.

The Fundamental Evil Of The World Arose From The Fact That The Good Lord Has Not Created Money Enough.