Of all the inhabitants of the inferno, none but Lucifer knows that hell is hell, and the secret function of purgatory is to make o...f heaven an effective reality.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The Devil begat darkness; darkness begat ignorance; ignorance begat error and his brethren; error begat free- will and presumption...; free-will begat works; works begat forgetfulness of God; forgetfulness begat transgression; transgression begat superstition; superstition begat satisfaction; satisfaction begat the mass-offering; the mass-offering begat the priest; the priest begat unbelief; unbelief begat hypocrisy; hypocrisy begat traffic in offerings for gain; traffic in offerings for gain begat Purgatory; Purgatory begat the annual solemn vigils; the annual vigils begat church-livings; church-livings begat avarice; avarice begat swelling superfluity; swelling superfluity begat fulness; fulness begat rage; rage begat license; license begat empire and domination; domination begat pomp; pomp begat ambition; ambition begat simony; simony begat the pope and his brethren, about the time of the Babylonish captivity.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Now the runaways would run no more and never again would their hair be tangled into diamonds,... never again their shoes worn down to a laugh, never the bed falling down into purgatory to let them climb in after with their Lucifer kicking.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
All know that all the dead in the world about that place are stuck And that should mother seek her son she'd have but little ...luck Because the fires of Purgatory have ate their shapes away; I swear to God I questioned them and all they had to say Was fol de rol de rolly O.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If anyone should want to know my name, I am called Leah. And I spend all my time weaving garlands of flowers with my fair hands, t...o please me when I stand before the mirror; my sister Rachel sits all the day long before her own, and never moves away. She loves to contemplate her lovely eyes; I love to use my hands to adorn myself: her joy is in reflection, mine in act.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
O power of fantasy that steals our minds from things outside, to leave us unaware, although a thousand trumpets may blow loud--wha...t stirs you if the senses show you nothing? Light stirs you, formed in Heaven, by itself, or by His will Who sends it down to us.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »