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Every Happening, Great And Small, Is A Parable Whereby God Speaks To Us, And The Art Of Life Is To Get The Message.

Behind The Debris Of These Self-styled, Sullen Supermen And Imperial Diplomatists, There Stands The Gigantic Figure Of One Person, Because Of Whom, By Whom, In Whom, And Through Whom Alone Mankind Might Still Have Hope. The Person Of Jesus Christ.

An Orgy Looks Particularly Alluring Seen Through The Mists Of Righteous Indignation.

It's The Circumstances Of Popular Monarchy, The Manner In Which It's Developed, And It Is Also The Fault Of The People Who Present Her With This Unquestioning Adulation. In Other Words, It's Their Lack Of A Larger Faith. Which Makes Them Fasten Onto, A Purely Earthly Symbol.

In His Own Lifetime Jesus Made No Impact On History. This Is Something That I Cannot But Regard As A Special Dispensation On God's Part, And, I Like To Think, Yet Another Example Of The Ironical Humour Which Informs So Many Of His Purposes. To Me, It Seems Highly Appropriate That The Most Important Figure In All History Should Thus Escape The Notice Of Memoirists, Diarists, Commentators, All The Tribe Of Chroniclers Who Even Then Existed