It Is No Fault Of Christianity That

For The Preservation Of Chastity, An Empty And Rumbling Stomach And Fevered Lungs Are Indispensable.

While Truth Is Always Bitter, Pleasantness Waits Upon Evildoing.

A Fat Stomach Never Breeds Fine Thoughts.

The Most Base Of Men Can Be Civilized Through Suffering.

The Scriptures Are Shallow Enough For A Babe To Come And Drink Without Fear Of Drowning And Deep Enough For Theologians To Swim In Without Ever Reaching The Bottom.