I Toast The Pope, But I Toast

We Can Believe What We Choose. We Are Answerable For What We Choose To Believe.

Lead, Kindly Light, Amid The Encircling Gloom, Lead Thou Me On.

Every Breath Of Air And Ray Of Light And Heat, Every Beautiful Prospect, Is, As It Were, The Skirts Of The (angel's) Garments, The Waving Robes Of Those Whose Faces See God.

Religion Indeed Enlightens, Terrifies, Subdues; It Gives Faith, It Inflicts Remorse, It Inspires Resolutions, It Draws Tears, It Inflames Devotion, But Only For The Occasion.

Thought And Speech Are Inseparable From Each Other. Matter And Expression Are Parts Of One; Style Is A Thinking Out Into Language.