Whoever Drinks Beer, He Is

Whatever Man Loves, That Is His God. For He Carries It In His Heart; He Goes About With It Night And Day; He Sleeps And Wakes With It, Be It What It May - Wealth Or Self, Pleasure Or Renown.

For In The True Nature Of Things, If We Rightly Consider, Every Green Tree Is Far More Glorious Than If It Were Made Of Gold And Silver.

The Sin Underneath All Our Sins Is To Trust The Lie Of The Serpent That We Cannot Trust The Love And Grace Of Christ And Must Take Matters Into Our Own Hands

The Most Damnable And Pernicious Heresy That Has Ever Plagued The Mind Of Man Was The Idea That Somehow He Could Make Himself Good Enough To Deserve To Live With An All-holy God.

God Can Be Found Only In Suffering And The Cross.