It Is The Perpetual Dread

Justice In The Hands Of The Powerful Is Merely A Governing System Like Any Other. Why Call It Justice?

There Is Nothing That God Hates So Much As A Liar.

Only The Present Counts.

And What Have You Laymen Made Of Hell? A Kind Of Penal Servitude For Eternity, On The Lines Of Your Convict Prisons On Earth, To Which You Condemn In Advance All The Wretched Felons Your Police Have Hunted From The Beginning - Enemies Of Society, As You Call Them. You're Kind Enough To Include The Blasphemers And The Profane. What Proud Or Reasonable Man Could Stomach Such A Notion Of God's Justice? And When You Find That Notion Inconvenient It's Easy Enough For You To Put It On One Side. Hell Is Not To Love Any More, Madame. Not To Love Any More!

Faith Is Not A Thing Which One Loses, We Merely Cease To Shape Our Lives By It.