The trouble with many men is that they have got just enough religion to make them miserable. If there is not joy in religion, you have got a leak in your religion.

Christmas and Easter can be subjects for poetry, but Good Friday, like Auschwitz, cannot. The reality is so horrible it is not surprising that people should have found it a stumbling block to faith.

All of god's grace in one precious little face.

A short prayer pierces heaven.

From Ghoulies and Ghosties And Long Leggetty Beasties And things that go bump in the night Good Lord, deliver us.