God Is A Blank Sheet Upon Which

My Dear Pope, I Will Kiss Your Feet And Acknowledge You As Supreme Bishop If You Will Worship My Christ And Grant That Through His Death And Resurrection, Not Through Keeping Your Traditions, We Have Forgiveness Of Sins And Life Eternal.

In Our Sad Condition Our Only Consolation Is The Expectancy Of Another Life. Here Below All Is Incomprehensible.

Let Him Who Wants A True Church Cling To The Word By Which Everything Is Upheld.

The Mass Is The Greatest Blasphemy Of God, And The Highest Idolatry Upon Earth, An Abomination The Like Of Which Has Never Been In Christendom Since The Time Of The Apostles.

If It Were Art To Overcome Heresy With Fire, The Executioners Would Be The Most Learned Doctors On Earth.