Bear ye one another's burdens, and so fulfil the law of Christ.
Forbearing one another, and forgiving one another, if any man have a quarrel against any: even as Christ forgave you, so also do ye.
Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy. But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; that ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.
He that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already.
History shows that in the matter of religions, we progress backward, and not the other way. No matter, there will be a new God and a new religion. They will be introduced to popularity and acceptance with the only arguments that have ever persuaded any people in this earth to adopt Christianity, or any other religion that they werenot born to: the Bible, the sword, the torch, and the axe.
Do I think the Christian religion is here to stay? Why should I think so? There had been a thousand religions before it was born. They are all dead. <...> No. I think that Christianity, and its God, must follow the rule. They must pass on, in their turn, and make room for another God and a stupider religion.
The pulpit and the optimist are always talking about the human race’s steady march toward ultimate perfection. As usual, they leave out the statistics. It is the pulpit’s way—the optimist’s way.
Christ whom I honor,
Hostile to your Christ.
With a crooked nose your Christ,
And mine, like me, is a little snubby.
Yours is a friend to all people without distinction,
And my blind reading of the parable.
What do you consider a garden of Eden,
I'll call it total hell.
Socrates of Miletos ideal
He considered it a national disaster.
We look at the Bible all day:
I see the light, you see a shadow.
— There are Christians here!
— Don't count on those scoundrels. Candia is a town built on slavery. And you are Escrainville's spoils of war. No one will help you.
— Not even the Knights of Malta?
— Not with their swords.
— But with gold?
— Only within the compass of the law.
— And they're warrior monks!
— Candia is a powder keg caught between Islam and Christianity. One false move and it'll go up!
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