'Am I indecisive?' Can I get back to you on that?

'An't it please your Honour,' quoth the Peasant, 'This same Desset is not so pleasant: Give me again my hollow Tree, A Crust of Bread, and Liberty.'

'As often as you eat this bread and drink this cup'.

'Automatic' simply means that you can't repair it yourself.

'Books,' said St. Augustine after his conversion, 'could not teach me charity.' We still keep on thinking they can. We do not realize ... the utter distinctness of God and the things of God. Psychology of religion can not teach us prayer, and ethics cannot teach us love. Only Christ can do that, and He teaches by the direct method, in and among the circumstances of life. He does not mind about our being comfortable. He wants us to be strong, able to tackle life and be Christians, be apostles in life, so we must be trained by the ups and downs, the rough-and-tumble of life. Team games are compulsory in the school of Divine Love -- there is no getting into a corner with a nice, spiritual book.

'Did not I, through faith, conquer kingdoms, apply justice, obtain promises, stop the mouths of lions, put out raging fires, escape the edge of the sword, win strength out of weakness, become valiant in war, and put foreign armies to flight? Was I not a man of faith and a man of action in one skin? Why are the faithful so afraid of deeds for fear they should fall into 'Justification by works'? And why is Thy Church so uncomfortable with its men of action? And why do men of spirit so often have to work apart from, and even against it? Are there no longer kingdoms to be conquered, injustice to be destroyed, promises to be obtained? The Son of David is a warrior still. Must He tread the winepress alone?'.

'Do you believe in life after death?' the boss asked one of his employees. 'Yes, Sir.' the new recruit replied. 'Well, then, that makes everything just fine,' the boss went on. 'After you left early yesterday to go to your grandmother's funeral, she stopped in to see you.'.

'Good, well-dress'd turtle beats them hollow,-- It almost makes me wish, I vow, To have two stomachs, like a cow!' And lo! as with the cud, an inward thrill Upheaved his waistcoat and disturb'd his frill, His mouth was oozing, and he work'd his jaw-- 'I almost that that I could eat one raw.'

'I'm a lawyer.'.. 'Honest?'.. 'No, the usual kind.'.

'I'm very brave generally,' he went on in a low voice; 'only today I happen to have a headache.'