Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn: Even in the best of all hearts, there remains…an uprooted small corner of evil.

It was granted to me to carry away from my prison years on my bent back, which nearly broke beneath its load, this essential experience: how a human being becomes evil and how good. In the intoxication of youthful successes I had felt myself to be infallible, and I was therefore cruel. In the surfeit … Continue reading Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn: Even in the best of all hearts, there remains…an uprooted small corner of evil.

Martin Luther: The Everlasting Pity swore to save me from my anguish…

In devil’s dungeon chained I layThe pangs of death swept o’er me.My sin devoured me night and dayIn which my mother bore me.My anguish ever grew more rife,I took no pleasure in my lifeAnd sin had made me crazy. Then was the Father troubled soreTo see me ever languish.The Everlasting Pity sworeTo save me from … Continue reading Martin Luther: The Everlasting Pity swore to save me from my anguish…