Only A Very Bad Theologian Would Confuse

If You Want Me To Believe In God, You Must Make Me Touch Him.

The Fact Is That She Was Terribly Undressed And I Was Extremely Undressed Too. The Fact Is That I Still Had My Hand Where She Didn't Have Anything And She Had Hers Where The Same Wasn't Quite True Of Me. The Fact Is That I Found Myself Underneath Her And Consequently She Found Herself On Top Of Me.

Does Anyone Really Know Where They're Going To?

We Are Far More Liable To Catch The Vices Than The Virtues Of Our Associates.

If Reason Be A Gift Of Heaven, And We Can Say As Much Of Faith, Heaven Has Certainly Made Us Two Gifts Not Only Incompatible, But In Direct Contradiction To Each Other. In Order To Solve The Difficulty, We Are Compelled To Say Either That Faith Is A Chimera Or That Reason Is Useless.