I have a problem with religion that makes it so like 'We are the ones. We are the chosen ones.'
Husbands are like fires - they go out when they're left unattended.
Civilisation has ever accompanied emigration and conquest - the conflict of...
And I pray thee loving Jesus that as Thou hast graciously given me to drink in with delight the words of Thy knowledge so Thou wouldst mercifully grant me to attain one day to Thee the fountain of all wisdom and to appear forever before Thy face.
