One becomes a theologian by living$$$ by dying$$$ and by being damned$$$ not by understanding$$$ reading$$$ and speculation.

I compare it with a lie$$$ which like to a snowball$$$ the longer it is rolled the greater it becomes.

God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone$$$ but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars.

It's amazing when you come to think of it how the human spirit seems to blossom in the shadow of the abattoir!

Ye are better than all the ballads that ever were sung or said; For ye are living poems$$$ and all the rest are dead.

I am constantly amazed by man's inhumanity to man.

Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground.

Art is never finished$$$ only abandoned.

The lack of money is the root of all evil.

By daily dying$$$ I have come to be.