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"And what is hell? Can you tell me that?"A pit full of fire."And should you like to fall into that pit, and to be burning there for ever?"No, sir."What must you do to avoid it?I deliberated a moment; my answer, when it did come, was objectionable: "I must keep in good health, and not die."
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"I take leave to contradict those who say that salvation is an evolution! All that ever can be evolved out of the sinful heart of man is sin-and nothing else! Salvation is the free gift of God, by Jesus Christ, and the work of it is supernatural. It is done by the Lord Himself, and He has power to do it, however weak, no, however dead in sin, the sinner may be!"
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"Tolstoy does not necessarily get rid of his angry temperament by undergoing religious conversion, and indeed it is obvious that the illusion of having been reborn may allow one's native vices to flourish more freely than ever, though perhaps in subtler forms."
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"Jesus does not suffer so as to exclude your suffering. He bears a cross, not that you may escape it, but that you may endure it."
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"Impiety. Your irreverence toward my deity."
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"Every service is a structure of acts and words through which we rceive a sacrament, or repent, or supplicate, or adore. And it enables us to do these things best--if you like, it 'works' best--when, through long familiarity, we don't have to think about it. As long as you notice, and have to count, the steps, you are not yet dancing but only learning to dance."
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"Christianity if false is not important. If Christianity is true however it is of infinite importance. What it cannot be is moderately important."
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"For Restoration Of Mankind To Be Fulfilled, A Terrible Sacrifice Was Necessary."
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"There is no balm in Gilead, but there is balm in God. There is no physician among the creatures, but the Creator is Jehovah-rophi."
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"But who is Aslan? Do you know him?""Well-he knows me," said Edmund. "He is the great Lion, the son of the Emperor-beyond-the-Sea, who saved me and saved Narnia."
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"Faith is the angelic messenger between the soul and the Lord Jesus in glory."
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"I tired of the routine of eight years in one afternoon."
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"Entering by the carré, a piece of mirror-glass, set in an oaken cabinet, repeated my image. It said I was changed: my cheeks and lips were sodden white, my eyes were glassy, and my eyelids swollen and purple. On rejoining my companions, I knew they all looked at me - my heart seemed discovered to them: I believed myself self-betrayed. Hideously certain did it seem that the very youngest of the school must guess why and for whom I despaired."
Despair
"Youth is gone -- gone -- and will never come back: can't help it."
Aging
"How all my brain was in tumult, and all my heart in insurrection! Yet in what darkness, what dense ignorance, was the mental battle fought!"
Emotion
"Such is the imperfect nature of man! such spots are there on the disc of the clearest planet; and eyes like Miss Scatcherd's can only see those minute defects, and are blind to the full brightness of the orb."
Behavior
"I wish I had only offered youa sovereign instead of ten pounds. Give me back nine pounds, Jane; I've a use for it.''And so have I, sir,' I returned, putting my hands and my purse behind me. 'I could not spare the money on any account.''Little niggard!' said he, 'refusing me a pecuniary request! Give me five pounds, Jane.''Not five shillings, sir; nor five pence.''Just let me look at the cash.''No, sir; you are not to be trusted."
Power
"His veins were dark with a vivid belladonna tincture, the essence of jealousy."
Emotion
"Men, in general, are a sort of scum, very different to anything of which you have an idea."
Cynicism
"I had not, it seems, the originality to chalk out a new road to shame and destruction, but trode the old track with stupid exactness not to deviate an inch from the beaten centre."
Conformity
"Renewed hope followed renewed effort: It shone like the former for some weeks, then, like it, faded, flickered: Not a line, not a word reached me. When half a year wasted in vain expectancy, my hope died out, and then I felt dark indeed."
Despair
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