“My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go”.-Claudius [Hamlet, act 3, scene 3, lines 97-98]

“I about made up my mind to pray, and see if I couldn’t try to quit being the kind of a boy I was and be better. So I kneeled down. But the words wouldn’t come. Why wouldn’t they? It warn’t no use to try and hide it from Him. Nor from me, neither. I knowed very well why they wouldn’t come. It was because my heart warn’t right; it was because I warn’t square; it was because I was playing double. . . . Deep down in me I knowed it was a lie, and He knowed it. You can’t pray a lie.”The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn (1884), chapter 31