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Surely what a man does when he is taken off his guard is the best evidence for what sort of man he is. If there are rats in the cellar, you are most likely to see them if you go in very suddenly. But the the suddenness does not create the rats: it only prevents them from hiding. In the same way the suddenness of the provocation does not make me ill tempered; it only shows me what an ill-tempered man I am.
- C.S. Lewis

- Sins are like car headlights. The other fellow's are always more glaring than our own.

-Sin is like a river which begins in a quiet spring and ends in a stormy sea.

Some years ago a noted wild beast tamer gave a performance in England. He took tigers, lions,loepards and hyenas through their part of the entertainment astonishing the audience by his complete control over them. As a closing act, he introduced an enormous boa constrictor, twenty-five feet long. He had bought it when it was only two or three days old and for twenty-five years he had handled it daily, so that it was considered perfectly harmless and completely under his control. The curtain rose upon an Indian woodland scene. The music of an Oriental band steals through the trees, a rustling sound is heard and a huge serpent is seen winding its way through the undergrowth. It stops, its head erect, its bright eyes sparkle, its whole body seems animated. The tamer comes forward and at the signal from him the snake slowly approaches as it has done every day before and begins to coil its heavy folds around him . Higher and higher it rises, until the man and the serpent seem blended into one, and the hideous head is raised above the man.Why we can not say, but at that very moment the deadly serpent-nature seemed to return. The man gave a scream, the audience burst into applause, but the cheers froze on their lips. The tamer's scream was a deathwail of agony, the cold shining folds had embraced him for the last time. The audience heard bone after bone crack as they tightened upon him. His plaything had become his master and destroyer. Oh, what a picture of sin! How dreadful is the power of sin. -E.Gorham Clark