The surest cure for vanity is loneliness. - Thomas Wolfe

His enemy was time. Or perhaps it was his friend. One never knows for sure.

The old church, with its sharp steeple, rotted slowly, decently, prosperously, like a good man's wife.

What Christ is saying always, what he never swerves from saying, what he says a thousand times and in a thousand different ways, but always with a central unity of belief, is this: "I am my Father’s son, and you are my brothers." And the unity that binds us all together, that makes this earth a family, and all men brothers and the sons of God, is love.