which seemed to be hearkening to itself, as if entirely self-absorbed.
Each time it did me good and made me more ready to follow the promptings of my inward self.
Sometimes we stayed awhile in the church after the strains of the organ had died away.
We sat and watched the feeble light shine through the high lancet window; the light seemed to lose itself in the body of the church.
“It sounds funny,” said Pistorius, “that I once did theology and almost became a parson.
But it was only an error in form that I committed. To be a priest, that is my vocation and my aim.
Only I was too easily satisfied, and gave myself to the service of Jehovah before ever I knew Abraxas.
Ah, every religion is beautiful! Religion is soul.
It is all one whether you take communion as a Christian or whether you make a pilgrimage to Mecca.
“Then really you might have been a clergyman,” I suggested.
“No, Sinclair, no. I should have had to have lied in that case.
Our religion is so practised, as if it were none. It is carried on as if it were a work of the understanding.
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