Most religions are like a combination salad: they are made up of a number of evergreen virtues, a choice set of handsome dogmas, a little oil-of-beauty, a few slices of wholesome philosophy, seasoned with the salt and pepper of good works, favored with the dressing of prayer, garnished with an attractive ritual, and served by a polished waiter called a priest. This may have some value as a cleansing diet, but the Bread of Life is not in it. When the hungry soul contacts the Audible Life Stream, then and then alone does man enter upon life everlasting. And only the does he experience perfect love from above, vibrating through every fiber and pore of his being.
Thought and Mirth-Provoking Parables and Jokes
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