A very intimate sense of the expressiveness of outward things which ponders listens penetrates where the earlier less developed consciousness passed lightly by is an important element in the general temper of our modern poetry.
I am the Way the Truth and the Life. No one comes to the Father except through me.
I tell you the truth it is hard for a rich man to enter the kingdom of...
And know that I am with you always yes to the end of time.
So I say to you Ask and it will be given to you search and you will find...
The truth was much more beautiful.
Don't call the world dirty because you forgot to clean your glasses.
If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.
