When men sow the wind it is rational to expect that they will reap the whirlwind.
The blame is his who chooses: God is blameless.
I never did anything worth doing by accident nor did any of my inventions...
Cunning... is but the low mimic of wisdom.
Only the dead have seen the end of war.
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me....
Until they put that sand and dirt in my face I will not sit in church all...
God has no religion.