There Must Be People Who Pray Even

The Owl Goes Not Into The Nest Of The Lark.

There Are Fathers Who Do Not Love Their Children; There Is No Grandfather Who Does Not Adore His Grandson.

Great Griefs Exhaust. They Discourage Us With Life. The Man Into Whom They Enter Feels Something Taken From Him. In Youth, Their Visit Is Sad; Later On, It Is Ominous.

As For Methods Of Prayer, All Of Them Are Good As Long As They Are Sincere.

If I Were Jesus Christ, I Would Save Judas.