My friend, what have you come for? Are you betraying Me with a kiss?
The hole in the wood does not correspond to the carpus. So they take a rope, they pull it until the joint is dislocated, tearing tendons and muscles,
Jesus looks around at the crowd and in the sea of rancorous faces he looks far and finds some friendly faces. How many? Less than twenty friends among thousands
He who is guilty, sees shadows of fear in everything. It is his conscience that creates them. Then Satan instigates such shadows
I was heart-broken by the effort of having to endure the Traitor at My side. It was at the Supper that I began to die physically
When the crowds are perverted and the leaders have become devils, there is nothing easier than accusing an innocent to give vent to their thirst for ferocity...
The crowd howls with joy... He gets up again. He proceeds, bending and panting more and more, congested, feverish... [...] The people even applaud for the joy...