There is a dread, unhallowed necromancy of evil, that turns things sweetest and holiest to phantoms of horror and affright... Ye who have wondered to hear, in the same evangel, that God is love, and that God is a consuming fire, see ye not how, to the soul resolved in evil, perfect love is the most fearful torture, the seal and sentence of the direst despair?
- Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom's Cabin, 1852
never read the book--but the lady is right
ReplyDeleteI hadn't read it either. I keep stumbling across books I should have read decades ago.
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