The Greatest Evils In The World Will

The Essence Of Religion, In My View, Is The Thirst For An End Higher Than Natural Ends.

Giant Wimbleweather Burst Into One Of Those Not Very Intelligent Laughs To Which The Nicer Sort Of Giants Are So Liable. He Checked Himself At Once And Looked As Grace As A Turnip By The Time Reepicheep Discovered Where The Noise Came From.

No Good Work Is Done Anywhere Without Aid From The Father Of Lights.

Everyone Who Believes In God At All Believes That He Knows What You And I Are Going To Do Tomorrow.

You Know What This Is, I Suppose. Religious Melancholia. Stop While There Is Time. If You Dive, You Dive Into Insanity.