Each One Is All In All To

What Use Is It To Us To Hear It Said Of A Man That He Has Thrown Off The Yoke That He Does Not Believe There Is A God To Watch Over His Actions, That He Reckons Himself The Sole Master Of His Behavior, And That He Does Not Intend To Give An Account Of It To Anyone But Himself?

Our Nature Lies In Movement; Complete Calm Is Death.

The Sweetness Of Glory Is So Great That, Join It To What We Will, Even To Death, We Love It.

At The Centre Of Every Human Being Is A God-shaped Vacuum Which Can Only Be Filled By Jesus Christ.

We Sail Within A Vast Sphere, Ever Drifting In Uncertainty, Driven From End To End.