For The Truth There Is No Deadline.

When The Ball Was Last Seen Crossing The Roof Of The Stand In Deep Right Field At 315 Feet, We Wonder Whether New Baseballs Conversing Together In The Original Package Ever Remark: "join Ruth And See The World."

For The Truth There Is No Deadline.

Nobody Talks So Constantly About God As Those Who Insist That There Is No God.

A Cat Is Nobody's Fool.

For Truth There Is No Deadline.