You Cannot Feed The Hungry On Statistics.

When The Heroes Go Off The Stage, The Clowns Come On.

What Christian Love Cannot Do Is Effected By A Common Hatred.

I Will Not Say That Women Have No Character; Rather, They Have A New One Every Day.

I Live! Red Life Boils In My Veins, Earth Yields Beneath My Feet, In The Glow Of Love I Embrace Trees And Statues, And They Live In My Embrace. Every Woman Is To Me The Gift Of A World. I Revel In The Melody Of Her Countenance, And With A Single Glance Of My Eye I Can Enjoy More Than Others With Their Every Limb Through All Their Lives.

The Cloudlets Are Lazily Sailing O'er The Blue Atlantic Sea; And Mid The Twilight There Hovers A Shadowy Figure O'er Me.