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.
Procrastination is what we often call 'resistance. - William Peter Blatty
Procrastination is what we often call 'resistance.
- William Peter Blatty
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 wit… - William Peter Blatty
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 wit…
In order for life to have appeared spontaneously on Earth, there first had to be hundreds of millions of protein molecules of the Ninth Configuration… - William Peter Blatty
In order for life to have appeared spontaneously on Earth, there first had to be hundreds of millions of protein molecules of the Ninth Configuration…
And the sad truth is that nobody wants me to write comedy. The Exorcist not only ended that career, it expunged all memory of its existence. - William Peter Blatty
And the sad truth is that nobody wants me to write comedy. The Exorcist not only ended that career, it expunged all memory of its existence.
Your thoughts are too dull to entertain. - William Peter Blatty
Your thoughts are too dull to entertain.
But a myth, to speak plainly, to me is like a menu in a fancy French restaurant: glamorous, complicated camouflage for a fact you wouldn't otherwise … - William Peter Blatty
But a myth, to speak plainly, to me is like a menu in a fancy French restaurant: glamorous, complicated camouflage for a fact you wouldn't otherwise …
What looked like morning was the beginning of endless night - William Peter Blatty
What looked like morning was the beginning of endless night
For I think belief in God is not a matter of reason at all; I think it finally is a matter of love. - William Peter Blatty
For I think belief in God is not a matter of reason at all; I think it finally is a matter of love.
Every man that ever lived craved perfect happiness, the detective poignantly reflected. But how can we have it when we know we’re going to die? Each … - William Peter Blatty
Every man that ever lived craved perfect happiness, the detective poignantly reflected. But how can we have it when we know we’re going to die? Each …
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