Titles Are Too "thin" For The Nineteenth

There Is No Such Thing As White Lies; A Lie Is As Black As A Coalpit, And Twice As Foul.

We Are But A Point, A Single Comma, And God Is The Literature Of Eternity.

Socially We Are Woven Into The Fabric Of Society, Where Every Man Is Like One Thread In A Piece Of Cloth. No Single Thread Has A Right To Say, "i Will Stay Here No Longer," And Draw Out. No Man Has A Right To Make A Hole In The Well-woven Fabric Of Society.

Sorrow Is Mount Sinai. If One Will, One May Go Up And Talk With God, Face To Face.

God's Sovereignty Is Not In His Right Hand; God's Sovereignty Is Not In His Intellect; God's Sovereignty Is In His Love.