All Creatures Are Merely Veils

We Believe That The Very Beginning And End Of Salvation, And The Sum Of Christianity, Consists Of Faith In Christ, Who By His Blood Alone, And Not By Any Works Of Ours, Has Put Away Sin, And Destroyed The Power Of Death.

When I Am Assailed With Heavy Tribulations, I Rush Out Among My Pigs Rather Than Remain Alone By Myself. The Human Heart Is Like A Millstone In A Mill: When You Put Wheat Under It, It Turns And Grinds And Bruises The Wheat To Flour; If You Put No Wheat, It Still Grinds On, But Then 'tis Itself It Grinds And Wears Away. So The Human Heart, Unless It Be Occupied With Some Employment, Leaves Space For The Devil, Who Wriggles Himself In And Brings With Him A Whole Host Of Evil Thoughts, Temptations, And Tribulations, Which Grind Out The Heart.

When Questioned Whether The Blessed Will Not Be Saddened By Seeing Their Nearest And Dearest Tortured Answers, "not In The Least."

We Come To The New Testament, Where Again A Host Of Imperative Verbs Is Mustered In Support Of That Miserable Bondage Of Free-choice, And The Aid Of Carnal Reason With Her Inferences And Similes Is Called In, Just As In A Picture Or A Dream You Might See The King Of The Flies With His Lances Of Straw And Shields Of Hay Arrayed Against A Real And Regular Army Of Seasoned Human Troops. That Is How The Human Dreams Of Diatribe Go To War With The Battalions Of Divine Words.

The Conscience Is Eternal And Never Dies. Peace If Possible, But Truth At Any Rate.