Religion Is Not 'doctrinal Knowledge,' But Wisdom

When My Heart Is Cold And I Cannot Pray As I Should I Scourge Myself With The Thought Of The Impiety And Ingratitude Of My Enemies, The Pope And His Accomplices And Vermin, And Zwingli, So That My Heart Swells With The Righteous Indignation And Hatred And I Can Say With Warmth And Vehemence: 'holy Be Thy Name, Thy Kingdom Come, Thy Will Be Done!' And The Hotter I Grow The More Ardent Do My Prayers Become.

Rough, Boisterous, Stormy And Altogether Warlike, I Am Born To Fight Against Innumerable Monsters And Devils.

Those With Prodigious Skill In Music Are Better Suited For All Things.

I Am Much Afraid That The Schools Will Prove The Very Gates Of Hell, Unless They Diligently Labour In Explaining The Holy Scriptures, And Engraving Them In The Hearts Of Youth. I Advise No One To Place His Child Where The Scriptures Do Not Reign Paramount. Every Institution In Which Means Are Not Unceasingly Occupied With The Word Of God Must Be Corrupt.

We Come To The New Testament, Where Again A Host Of Imperative Verbs Is Mustered In Support Of That Miserable Bondage Of Free-choice, And The Aid Of Carnal Reason With Her Inferences And Similes Is Called In, Just As In A Picture Or A Dream You Might See The King Of The Flies With His Lances Of Straw And Shields Of Hay Arrayed Against A Real And Regular Army Of Seasoned Human Troops. That Is How The Human Dreams Of Diatribe Go To War With The Battalions Of Divine Words.