“If God is for us, who can be against us?”

If any man defile the temple of God, him shall God destroy, for the temple of God is holy, which temple ye are.

If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men the most pitiable.

For you died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.

In everything give thanks

For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain

Hope does not disappoint.

For if the truth of God hath more abounded through my lie unto his glory; why yet am I also judged as a sinner?

God’s kindness is intended to lead you to repentance.

Modesty is the key to success

There is no longer Jew or Greek, there is no longer slave or free, there is no longer male and female; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus.

The man who thinks he knows something does not yet know as he ought to know.

Woe to me if I do not preach the gospel.

Examine yourselves to see whether you are in the faith; test yourselves. Can’t you see for yourselves that Jesus Christ is in you – unless you actually fail the test?

If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.

For he who has died has been freed from sin…14 For sin shall not have dominion over you, for you are not under law but under grace.

He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. For by him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things were created by him and for him. He is before all things, and in him all things hold together.

There is but one means available to improve the material conditions of mankind: to accelerate the growth of capital accumulated as against the growth in population.

I think my quarry is illusion. I war against magic. I believe that, though illusion often cheers and comforts, it ultimately and invariably weakens and constricts the spirit.

The oppressed and exploited people are striving for their freedom against exploitation and suppression.

He tried to pull me against him, and i bit him on the lip. He licked his lip with the tip of his tongue. ‘did you just bite me?

Never bet against a cat.

I kissed him, trying to bring him back. I kissed him and let my lips rest against his so that our breath mingled and the tears from my eyes became salt on his skin, and I told myself that, somewhere, tiny particles of him would become tiny particles of me, ingested, swallowed, alive, perpetual.

Culture is a plot against the expansion of consciousness.

The worst crime against working people is a company which fails to operate at a profit.