The saying rings entirely true even considered as what it obviously is; the statement that any man who preaches real love is bound to beget hate.

It is as true of democratic fraternity as of divine love; sham love ends in compromise and common philosophy; but real love has always ended in bloodshed.

Yet there is another and yet more awful truth behind the obvious meaning of this utterance of our Lord.

According to Himself the Son was a sword separating brother and brother that they should for an aeon hate each other.

But the Father also was a sword, which in the black beginning separated brother and brother, so that they should love each other at last.
This is the meaning of that almost insane happiness in the eyes of the mediaeval saint in the picture.