No One Can Be Saved - In

We Must Hold The Bible In One Hand And The Newspaper In The Other.

To Be A Christian And To Pray Are One And The Same Thing; It Is A Matter That Cannot Be Left To Our Caprice. It Is A Need, A Kind Of Breathing Necessary To Life.

The Angels Laugh At Old Karl. They Laugh At Him Because He Tries To Grasp The Truth About God In A Book Of Dogmatics. They Laugh At The Fact That Volume Follows Volume, And Each Is Thicker Than The Previous Ones. As They Laugh, They Say To One Another, ‘look! Here He Comes Now With His Little Pushcart Full Of Volumes Of The Dogmatics!’—and They Laugh About The Persons Who Write So Much About Karl Barth Instead Of Writing About The Things He Is Trying To Write About. Truly, The Angels Laugh.

It May Be That When The Angels Go About Their Task Praising God, They Play Only Bach. I Am Sure, However, That When They Are Together En Famille They Play Mozart.

When The Frontier Between God And Man, The Last Inexorable Barrier And Obstacle, Is Not Closed, The Barrier Between What Is Normal And What Is Perverse Is Opened.