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. — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
“Henri Bergson thought the principal function of the brain was to filter out most of reality so that we could focus on the tasks… — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
God never talks. But the devil keeps advertising, Father. The devil does a lot of commercials. — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
“Ah, well … at last I realized that God would never ask of me that which I know to be psychologically impossible; that the… — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
“We have familiar experience of the order, the constancy, the perpetual renovation of the material world which surrounds us. Frail and transitory as is… — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
“More rooted in logic was the silence of God. In the world there was evil and much of it resulted from doubt, from an… — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
As far as God goes, I _am_ a nonbeliever. Still am. But when it comes to a devil---well, that's something else. — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
Well, the research into it affected me. And the novel, it very much strengthened my faith. — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
The demon is a liar. He will lie to confuse us; but he will also mix lies with the truth to attack us. His… — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
“Abruptly sagging, Chris stared at the floor. “Go ahead,” she said softly. “Do whatever you have to. Just make her well.” “May” — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
I didn't read The Haunting of Hill House until sometime early in the 1990's. — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
“Well, what’s wrong?” “I don’t know, Doc, I just can’t describe it! Please come over right away! Come now!” — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
“They Said, "what sign can you give us to see, so that we may believe you?" - John 6: 30 - 31 You do… — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
I lived in Georgetown in the late 70s about four houses down from the steps. — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
“He thought of death in its infinite groanings, of Aztecs ripping out living hearts and of cancer and three-year-olds buried alive and he wondered… — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
“We mourn the blossoms of May because they are to wither; but we know that May is one day to have its revenge upon… — William Peter Blatty Copy Share Image
