Look Well To The Fire Of Your

Most Christians Would Like To Send Their Recruits To Bible College For Five Years. I Would Like To Send Them To Hell For Five Minutes. That Would Do More Than Anything Else To Prepare Them For A Lifetime Of Compassionate Ministry.

While Women Weep, As They Do Now, I'll Fight While Little Children Go Hungry, As They Do Now, I'll Fight While Men Go To Prison, In And Out, In And Out, As They Do Now, I'll Fight While There Is A Drunkard Left, While There Is A Poor Lost Girl Upon The Streets, While There Remains One Dark Soul Without The Light Of God, I'll Fight-i'll Fight To The Very End!

The Profession Of A Prostitute Is The Only Career In Which The Maximum Income Is Paid To The Newest Apprentice. It Is The One Calling In Which At The Beginning The Only Exertion Is That Of Self-indulgence; All The Prizes Are At The Commencement. It Is The Ever-new Embodiment Of The Old Fable Of The Sale Of The Soul To The Devil. The Tempter Offers Wealth, Comfort, Excitement, But In Return The Victim Must Sell Her Soul, Nor Does The Other Party Forget To Exact His Due To The Uttermost Farthing.

Look Well To The Fire Of Your Souls, For The Tendency Of Fire Is To Go Out.

I Am For The World's Salvation, I Will Quarrel With No Means That Promises Help.