Man Without Mysticism Is A Monster.

On That Road Of The Informer, It Is Always Night. I Cannot Ever Inform Against Anyone Without Feeling Something Die Within Me. I Inform Without Pleasure, Because It Is Necessary.

Innocence Seldom Utters Outraged Shrieks. Guilt Does.

No, Those Ears Were Not Created By Any Chance Coming Together Of Atoms In Nature (the Communist View). They Could Have Been Created Only By Immense Design.

Political Freedom, As The Western World Has Known It, Is Only A Political Reading Of The Bible.

Anybody Looking For A Quiet Life Has Picked The Wrong Century To Born In.