Some People Need A Fig-leaf

Where Faith Is Not Continually Kept In Motion And Exercised, It Weakens And Decreases, So That It Must Indeed Vanish; And Yet We Do Not See Nor Feel This Weakness Ourselves, Except In Times Of Need And Temptation, When Unbelief Rages Too Strongly; And Yet For That Very Reason Faith Must Have Temptations In Which It May Battle And Grow.

Reason Must Be Deluded, Blinded, And Destroyed. Faith Must Trample Underfoot All Reason, Sense, And Understanding, And Whatever It Sees Must Be Put Out Of Sight And ... Know Nothing But The Word Of God.

A Woman Has No Control Over Herself.

If The Earth Is Fit For Laughter Then Surely Heaven Is Filled With It. Heaven Is The Birthplace Of Laughter.

Although The Christian Is Thus Free From All Works, He Ought In This Liberty To Empty Himself, Take Upon Himself The Form Of A Servant, Be Made In The Likeness Of Men, Be Found In Human Form, And To Serve, Help And In Every Way Deal With His Neighbor As He Sees That God Through Christ Has Dealt And Still Deals With Him.