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 | | From: | Frank | | Subject: | If You Believe | | Date: | Sat, 01 Jan 2005 22:36:16 GMT |
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 | There are vast numbers of people
who believe Christ is the Savior
who have not trusted him to save them.
If they trusted Christ,
they would not be trying to be saved
by a church or rituals or deeds.
If you believe Christ is the Savior,
trust him to save you,
and he will give you eternal life.
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http://roines.home.mindspring.com
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| | From: | Frank | | Subject: | Re: If You Believe | | Date: | Wed, 4 Jan 2005 20:20:24 GMT |
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| have none other than
mixed colors, intermediate or variable, whether upbringing alters their
natural shade more than ours or the delicateness of their constitution
makes their soul a mirror that accepts everything, reproduces it
vividly, but retains nothing.
- Between a woman's "yes" and "no" there is no room for the point of a
needle.
- Even a fickle woman is loyal to one man - until she prefers another.
- Her husband's funeral
Is often where a widow looks for the next man.
- When widows exclaim loudly against second marriages, I would always
lay a wager that the man, if not the wedding day, is absolutely fixed
on.
- There are few virtuous women who do not tire of their role.
- Virtue in women is often merely love of their reputation and their
peace of mind.
- Are there still virgins? One is tempted to answer no. There are only
girls who have not yet crossed the line, because they want to preserve
their market value . . . Call them virgins if you wish, these travellers
in transit.
- She is chaste whom nobody has asked.
- In the absence of men all women are chaste.
- "Remember, men, we're fighting for this woman's honour; which is
probably more than she ever did."
- The sad lesson of life is that you treat a girl with respect, and the
next guy comes along and he's banging the hell out of her.
- A woman without a man is like a garden without a fence.
- Woman's virtue is man's greatest invention.
- Lady: one who never shows her underwear unintentionally.
- Women! There isn't anything so bad that they don't soon start to enjoy
it. Even if they lived in a barrel of shit they'd start making a home
out of it, with everything nice and cozy.
- I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and
unbrea
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