William Peter Blatty

William Peter

American Writer and Filmmaker, best known for The Exorcist

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Lord, I have loved the beauty of thy house.? Here was all that could matter, for nothing else did.

Passed through the entry hall, Karras heard footsteps coming up rapidly behind him. Father Karras! Karras turned and saw Karl with his sweater. Very sorry, said the houseman as he handed it over. I was thinking to finish much before. But I forget. He handed

The burnished rays of the setting sun flamed glory on the clouds of the western sky before shattering in gold and vermilion dapples on the darkening waters of the river. Once Karras met God in this sight. Long ago. Like a lover forsaken, he still kept the rendezvous.

This century hasn't got the lock on insanity.

Why would an eye want to form?

Maybe pick it up by mistake with the cleaning? It is there. With the cleaning? In the closet. No, it isn?t. I looked. About to speak, Willie tightened her lips and scowled. Karl had walked in. Good evening, Madam. He went to the sink for a glass of water. Did you set those traps? asked Chris. No rats. Did you set them? I set them, of course, but the attic is clean. Tell me, how

paused?gets well? He reached for a handkerchief and blew his nose. Oh, well, I just don?t know. I don?t know. It?s a terrible decision, he said as he searched for a clean, unused section of the handkerchief. Yes, it?s awful. Just awful. Horrific. And I hate to be the one who has to make it. He again blew his nose, lightly dabbed at a nostril, then stuffed the damp handkerchief back into a pocket. Father, what would be right in such a case? he

The child was slender as fleeting hope.

This is a joyful book. It laughs Sycamore in October orange. It is sparkling drizzle after a wonderful news. Balloons red and hugs sunny morning enveloped shores of sparkling gold liquid. Oh, yes, there is something sad in the book: the part that is a liar. Where the argument is to blame. Or remorse. O death. But the genuine is joyful, very cheerful part, so much so that even now, as I write these words, I smile in my heart.

With prayer you can achieve more things than this world can ever dream of.

I?m not saying I?m against evolution. It?s okay. Here?s the story on reptiles, however. Think this over. They come up on

Merrin began buttoning up the cassock. Especially important is the warning to avoid conversations with the demon. The demon!

Perhaps evil is the crucible of goodness... and perhaps even Satan - Satan, in spite of himself - somehow serves to work out the will of God.

The comics of Captain Future like it relate to the world of tomorrow: everything related to the world of tomorrow is interesting.

Was the universe eternal?

Would you like to hear a nice definition of jealousy? It's the feeling that you get when someone you absolutely detest is having a wonderful time without you.

I'd sold the book first. Actually to a paperback publisher. I had nothing. I just had the idea.

Merrin stood up and prayed reverently: ?God, Creator and defender of the human race, look down in pity on this your servant, Regan Teresa MacNeil, now trapped in the coils of man?s ancient enemy, sworn foe of our race, who?? Karras glanced up as he heard Regan hissing, saw her sitting erect with the whites of her eyes exposed, while her tongue flicked in and out rapidly, her head weaving slowly back and forth like a cobra?s, and once again he had that feeling of disquiet. He looked down at his text. ?Save your servant,? prayed Merrin, standing and reading from the Ritual. ?Who trusts in you, my God,? answered Karras. ?Let her find in you, Lord, a fortified tower.? ?In the face of the enemy.? As Merrin continued with the next line?Let the enemy have no power over her?Karras heard a gasp from Sharon behind him, and turning quickly around, he saw her looking stupefied

Procrastination is what we often call 'resistance?.

The demon is a liar. He will lie to confuse us; but he will also mix lies with the truth to attack us. His attack is psychological, Damien. And powerful.

We have every indication that he died of fright.

Yes, about this body of mine. Friend of yours. Well, there I was so awfully dead in that electric chair. I didn't like it. Would you? It's upsetting. There was still so much killing to do, and there I was, in the void, without a body. But then along came, well, you know, my friend. One of them. Those others over there. The cruel ones, the Master. And he thought that my work should continue. But in this body, in this body in particular, in fact. Ooooh, let's call it revenge. The certain matter of an exorcism I think Father Karras expelled certain parties from the body of a child. Certain parties were not pleased. To say the least. To say the very least. And so my friend, the Master, devised this pretty little scheme as a way of getting back. Of creating a stumbling block. A scandal. A horror to the eyes of all men who seek faith, using the body of this saintly priest as an instrument of... well, you know my work. But the main thing... is the torment of your friend, Father Karras, as he watches while I rip, and cut, and MUTILATE THE INNOCENT! His friends! And again! AND AGAIN! AND ON AND ON! HE IS INSIDE WITH US! HE WILL NEVER GET AWAY! HIS PAIN WON'T END! Oh, gracious me. Was I raving? Please forgive me. I'm mad...

If there were no political one would not have a touchstone to distinguish true statesmen.

Mom, my bed was shaking.

Quis occidit eum? Who killed him? Regan.

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American Writer and Filmmaker, best known for The Exorcist