God Whispers To Us In Our Pleasures,

The Sun Looks Down On Nothing Half So Good As A Household Laughing Together Over A Meal.

It's So Much Easier To Pray For A Bore Than To Go And See One.

I Willingly Believe That The Damned Are, In One Sense, Successful, Rebels To The End; That The Doors Of Hell Are Locked On The Inside.

If The Universe Is So Bad...how On Earth Did Human Beings Ever Come To Attribute It To The Activity Of A Wise And Good Creator?

Don't Say It Was "delightful"; Make Us Say "delightful" When We've Read The Description.