Quote by Martin Luther King Jr.

These words of yours, devoid of Christ, devoid of Spirit, are colder than ice itself, so that they tarnish the beauty of your eloquence. Perhaps they were dragged out of you, poor fellow, by fear of the pontiffs and tyrants, lest you should seem altogether an atheist!


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Summary

This quote criticizes the speaker for expressing words that lack any mention of Christ or the Spirit. It suggests that such words, detached from spiritual significance, are exceptionally devoid of warmth, essentially tarnishing the eloquence they possess. The quote also speculates that the speaker's omission of spiritual references might be driven by fear of religious authorities, as being labeled an atheist would be highly undesirable. Overall, the quote highlights the belief that any discourse lacking spiritual essence is seen as lacking depth and beauty.

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By Martin Luther King Jr.
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