The chieftain chosen to be the friend of the people becomes the enemy of the people; the newspaper started to tell the truth now exists to prevent the truth being told.
Here, I say, I felt that I was really at last on the side of the revolutionary.

And then I caught my breath again: for I remembered that I was once again on the side of the orthodox.
Christianity spoke again and said, "I have always maintained that men were naturally backsliders; that human virtue tended of its own nature to rust or to rot; I have always said that human beings as such go wrong, especially happy human beings, especially proud and prosperous human beings.

This eternal revolution, this suspicion sustained through centuries, you (being a vague modern) call the doctrine of progress.

If you were a philosopher you would call it, as I do, the doctrine of original sin.

You may call it the cosmic advance as much as you like; I call it what it is--the Fall.
I have spoken of orthodoxy coming in like a sword; here I confess it came in like a battle-axe.