God never talks. But the devil keeps advertising, Father. The devil does a lot of commercials.
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William Peter Blatty
William Peter Blatty (January 7, 1928 – January 12, 2017) was an American writer and filmmaker best known for his 1971 novel The Exorcist and for the Academy Award-winning screenplay of its film adaptation. He also wrote and directed the sequel The Exorcist III. Born and raised in New York City, Blatty received his bachelor's degree in English from Georgetown University in 1950, and his master's degree in English literature from the George Washington University. Following completion of his master's degree in 1954, he joined the United States Air Force, where he worked in the Psychological Warfare Division. After service in the air force, he worked for the United States Information Agency in Beirut. Some of his other notable works are the novels Elsewhere (2009), Dimiter (2010) and Crazy (2010). 2Early life Blatty was born on January 7, 1928, in New York City. He was the fifth and youngest child of Lebanese immigrants, Mary (née Mouakad), a devout Catholic and the niece of a bishop, and Peter Blatty, a cloth cutter. His parents separated when he was a toddler. He was raised in what he described as "comfortable destitution" by his deeply religious mother, whose sole support came from peddling homemade quince jelly in the streets of Manhattan; she once offered a jar of it to Franklin D. Roosevelt when the President was cutting the ribbon for the Queens–Midtown Tunnel, telling him, "For when you have company." He lived at 28 different addresses during his childhood because of nonpayment of rent. "We never lived at the same address in New York for longer than two or three months at a time," Blatty told The Washington Post in 197
How many husbands and wives must believe they have fallen out of love because their hearts no longer race at the sight of their beloveds!
Yet I think the demon's target is not the possessed; it is us . . . the observers . . . every person in this house. And I think---I think the point is to make us despair; to reject our own humanity, Damien: to see ourselves as ultimately bestial; as ultimately vile and putrescent; without dignity;…
Let Jesus fuck you, let Jesus fuck you. Let him fuck you.
You're going to die up there.
Especially important is the warning to avoid conversations with the demon. We may ask what is relevant but anything beyond that is dangerous. He is a liar. The demon is a liar. He will lie to confuse us. But he will also mix lies with the truth to attack us. The attack is psychological, Damien, and…
Demon: I'm not Regan. Father Karras: Well, then let's introduce ourselves. I'm Damien Karras. Demon: And I'm the Devil. Now kindly undo these straps. Father Karras: If you're the Devil, why not make the straps disappear? Demon: That's much too vulgar a display of power, Karras.
Your mother sucks cocks in Hell, Karras, you faithless slime.
Demon: You killed your mother! You left her alone to die! Bastard! Father Karras: Shut up!
The Power of Christ compels you!
Your mother's in here, Karras. Would you like to leave a message? I'll see that she gets it.
There are no experts. You probably know as much about possession than most priests. Look, your daughter doesn't say she's a demon. She says she's the devil himself. And if you've seen as many psychotics as I have, you'd know it's like saying you're Napoleon Bonaparte.
Do you know what she did, your cunting daughter?
Father Karras: Why her? Why this girl? Father Merrin: I think the point is to make us despair. To see ourselves as... animal and ugly. To make us reject the possibility that God could love us.
Stick your cock up her ass, you motherfucking worthless cocksucker.
Father Karras: Where is Regan? Demon: In here. With us.
Demon: What an excellent day for an exorcism. Father Karras: You would like that? Demon: Intensely. Father Karras: But wouldn't that drive you out of Regan? Demon: It would bring us together. Father Karras: You and Regan? Demon: You and us.