Language Is Generated By The Intellect And

The Men Who Abandon Themselves To The Passions Of This Miserable Life, Are Compared In Scripture To Beasts.

I Had Wished To Find In Philosophy And Religion A Remedy For My Disgrace; I Searched Out An Asylum To Secure Me From Love... Duty, Reason And Decency, Which Upon Other Occasions Have Some Power Over Me, Are Here Useless. The Gospel Is A Language I Do Not Understand When It Opposes My Passion... But When Love Has Once Been Sincere How Difficult It Is To Determine To Love No More! 'tis A Thousand Times More Easy To Renounce The World Than Love. I Hate This Deceitful, Faithless World; I Think No More Of It.

Our Redemption Through The Suffering Of Christ Is That Deeper Love Within Us Which Not Only Frees Us From Slavery To Sin, But Also Secures For Us The True Liberty Of The Children Of God, In Order That We Might Do All Things Out Of Love Rather Than Out Of Fear - Love For Him That Has Shown Us Such Grace That No Greater Can Be Found.

In Doubting We Come To Inquiry; By Inquiry We Perceive The Truth.

It Is By Doubting That We Come To Investigate, And By Investigating That We Recognize The Truth.