Christianity Is Called The Religion Of Pity.

I Know My Fate. One Day My Name Will Be Tied To The Memory Of Something Monstrous - A Crisis Without Equal On Earth.... I Am No Man, I Am Dynamite!

In Music The Passions Enjoy Themselves.

All Credibility, All Good Conscience, All Evidence Of Truth Come Only From The Senses.

An Educator Never Says What He Himself Thinks, But Only That Which He Thinks It Is Good For Those Whom He Is Educating To Hear.

. . . An Absurd Problem Came To The Surface: 'how Could God Permit That (crucifixion Of Jesus Christ)!' . . . The Deranged Reason Of The Little Community Found Quite A Frightfully Absurd Answer: God Gave His Son For Forgiveness, As A Sacrifice . . . The Sacrifice For Guilt, And Just In Its Most Repugnant And Barbarous Form - The Sacrifice Of The Innocent For The Sins Of The Guilty! What Horrifying Heathenism!