KABEL ITC
SOLID 2PT LEADED
8/8 PT 'My dear, I'm sayins my prayers. Wait a moment,' the poor woman replied,
in a voice that shook.
'The devil take your prayers!' growled Grandet.
Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the present is all in all
to them. This thought throws a pitilessly clear light upon the irreligious
times in which we live, for today more than in any previous era money is
the force behind the law, politically and socially. Books and institutions,
the actions of men and their doctrines, all combine to undermine the
belief in a future life upon which the fabric of society has been built for
eighteen hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is little
feared as a transition stage upon man's journey. That future which once
awaited us beyond the Requiem has been transported into the present. To
reach per fas et nefas an earthly paradise of luxury and vanity and
pleasure, to turn one's heart to stone and mortify the flesh for the sake of
fleeting enjoyment of earthly treasure, as saints once suffered martyrdom
in the hope of eternal bliss, Is now the popular ambition! It Is an ambition
stamped on our age and seen in everything, even the very laws whose
enaction requires the legislator to exercise not his critical faculty, but his
8/10 PT 'My dear, I'm saying my prayers. Wait a moment,' the poor woman replied,
in a voice that shook.
'The devil take your prayers!’ growled Grandet.
Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the present is all in all
to them. This thought throws a pitilessly clear light upon the irreligious
times in which we live, for today more than in any previous era money is
the force behind the law, politically and socially. Books and institutions,
the actions of men and their doctrines, all combine to undermine the
belief in a future life upon which the fabric of society has been built for
eighteen hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is little
feaied as a transition stage upon man's journey. That futuie which once
awaited us beyond the Requiem has been transported into the present. To
reach per fas et nefas an earthly paradise of luxury and vanity and
pleasure, to turn one's heart to stone and mortify the flesh for the sake of
SOLID
9/9 PT ' 'My dear, I’m saying my prayers. Wait a moment,’ the poor woman
replied, in a voice that shook.
'The devil take your prayers!' growled Grandet.
Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the present is
all in all to them. This thought throws a pitilessly clear light upon
the irreligious times in which we live, for today more than in any
previous era money is the force behind the law, politically and
socially. Books and Institutions, the actions of men and their
doctrines, all combine to undermine the belief in a future life
upon which the fabric of society has been built for eighteen
hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is little
feared as a transition stage upon man's journey. That future which
once awaited us beyond the Requiem has been transported into
the present. To reach per fas et nefas an earthly paradise of luxury
and vanity and pleasure, to turn one's heart to stone and mortify
the flesh for the sake of fleeting enjoyment of earthly treasure, as
2PT LEADED
9/11 PT 'My dear, I'm saying my prayers. Wait a moment,’ the poor woman
replied, in a voice that shook.
'The devil take your prayers!’ growled Grandet.
Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the present is
all in all to them. This thought throws a pitilessly clear light upon
the irreligious times in which we live, for today more than In any
previous era money Is the force behind the law, politically and
socially. Books and Institutions, the actions of men and their
doctrines, all combine to undermine the belief In a future life
upon which the fabric of society has been built for eighteen
hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is little
feared as a transition stage upon man's journey. That future which
once awaited us beyond the Requiem has been transported into
SOLID
ю/ю PT ‘My dear, I'm saying my prayers. Wait a moment,’ the poor
woman replied, In a voice that shook.
'The devil take your prayers!' growled Grandet.
Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the
present is all in all to them. This thought throws a pitilessly
clear light upon the irreligious times in which we live, for
today more than in any previous era money is the force
behind the law, politically and socially. Books and
institutions, the actions of men and their doctrines, all
combine to undermine the belief in a future life upon
which the fabric of society has been built for eighteen
hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is
little feared as a transition stage upon man’s journey. That
future which once awaited us beyond the Requiem has
2PTLEADED
ю/12 PT ‘My dear, I’m saying my prayers. Wait a moment,’ the poor
woman replied, in a voice that shook.
'The devil take your prayers!’ growled Grandet.
Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the
present is all in all to them. This thought throws a pitilessly
clear light upon the irreligious times in which we live, for
today more than in any previous era money is the force
behind the law, politically and socially. Books and
institutions, the actions of men and their doctrines, all
combine to undermine the belief in a future life upon
which the fabric of society has been built for eighteen
hundred years. The grave holds few terrors for us now, is
SOLID
п/11 PT 'My dear, I'm saying my prayers. Wait a moment,’ the
poor woman replied, in a voice that shook.
‘The devil take your prayers!’ growled Grandet.
Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the
present is all in all to them. This thought throws a
pitilessly clear light upon the irreligious times in which
we live, for today more than in any previous era
money is the force behind the law, politically and
socially. Books and institutions, the actions of men
and their doctrines, all combine to undermine the
belief in a future life upon which the fabric of society
has been built for eighteen hundred years. The grave
holds few terrors for us now, is little feared as a
Еизепіе Grandet Honoré De Balzac
2PT LEADED
11/13 рт 'My dear, I’m saying my prayers. Wait a moment,’ the
poor woman replied, in a voice that shook.
‘The devil take your prayers!’ growled Grandet.
Misers hold no belief in a life beyond the grave, the
present is all in all to them. This thought throws a
pitilessly clear light upon the irreligious times in which
we live, for today more than in any previous era
money is the force behind the law, politically and
socially. Books and institutions, the actions of men
and their doctrines, all combine to undermine the
belief in a future life upon which the fabric of society
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