Except He Be Willing, Man Cannot Believe.

He Who Is Filled With Love Is Filled With God Himself.

Love And Say It With Your Life.

He Indeed Possesses The Character Imposed On Him, But He Wanders As A Renegade.

Don't Hold Yourselves Cheap, Seeing That The Creator Of All Things And Of You Estimates Your Value So High, So Dear, That He Pours Out For You Every Day The Most Precious Blood Of His Only-begotten Son.

He Was Created Of A Mother Whom He Created. He Was Carried By Hands That He Formed. He Cried In The Manger In Wordless Infancy. He, The Word, Without Whom All Human Eloquence Is Mute.