If There Was No Faith There Would

It Ain't No Disgrace For A Man To Fall, But To Lie There And Grunt Is.

Our Continual Desire For Praise Ought To Convince Us Of Our Mortality, If Nothing Else Will.

Incredulity Is The Wisdom Of The Fool.

A Man Running For Office Puts Me In Mind Of A Dog That's Lost-he Smells Everybody He Meets, And Wags Himself All Over.

Theory Looks Well On Paper, But Does Not Amount To Anything Without Practice.