Sufficient To Say, Greed Is A Deadly

And There I Saw In The Night The Vision Of A Man....coming As It Were From Ireland, With Countless Letters. And He Gave Me One Of Them, And I Read The Opening Words Of The Letter, Which Were, The Voice Of The Irish...and As I Read The Beginning Of The Letter I Thought That At The Same Moment I Heard Their Voice - They Were Those Beside The Wood Of Voclut, Which Is Near The Western Sea - And Thus Did They Cry Out As With One Mouth: We Ask Thee, Boy, Come And Walk Among Us Once More.

Christ Before Me, Christ Behind Me,christ In Me.

I Grieve For You, How I Mourn For You, Who Are So Very Dear To Me, But Again I Can Rejoice Within My Heart, Not For Nothing Have I Labored, Neither Has My Exile Been In Vain.

I Am Certain In My Heart That All That I Am, I Have Received From God.

Never Trust A Dog To Watch Your Food.