Peter Lewis Allen Quotes

Lepers were a common sight all over India and in every part of Calcutta, but extending help beyond dropping a coin or two into their rag-wrapped stumps was not. As a child I was convinced even touching a spot a leper had rubbed against would lead to infection.

The famine has been sent by God to teach the Irish a lesson.... The real evil with which we have to contend is not the physical evil of the famine, but the moral evil of the selfish, perverse and turbulent character of the people.

[A pariah is] something like a martyr with more suffering and less class.

I often felt like I was walking around with this Scarlet Letter stitched to my chest from the way that people treated me.

At North Hollywood High School, I was shunned by everyone. I would sit down in the cafeteria, and students would get up from the table and walk away. They thought I was from the Mafia.

He who is in evil, is also in the punishment of evil.

Societies need to have one illness which becomes identified with evil, and attaches blame to its victims.

When news of the crash came, probably a lot of people in small towns and farms across America felt a sense of grim satisfaction that the sinners had finally been punished for their wicked ways.

AIDS is a judgment we have brought upon ourselves.

I was labeled a troublemaker, my mom an unfit mother, and I was not welcome anywhere.

I think it's very wrong to be an unwed mother. You give your child the stigma of illegitimacy.

Being considered a dirtbag is not illegal.

Sharp and fell remorse, the offspring of my sin! Why do you, O God, lacerate my heart so late? Why, O boding cries, that scream so close to me,--why do I listen to you now, and never heard you before?

[On homosexuality:] Our love may be faithful even unto death and beyond - yet the world will call it unclean.

Being stigmatied by sex is being marked by its meaning in a human life of loneliness and imperfection, where some pain is indelible.

For my omniscience paid I toll In infinite remorse of soul. All sin was of my sinning, all Atoning mine, and mine the gall Of all regret. Mine was the weight Of every brooded wrong, the hate That stood behind each envious thrust, Mine every greed, mine every lust. And all the while for every grief, Each suffering, I craved relief With individual desire, – Craved all in vain! And felt fierce fire About a thousand people crawl; Perished with each, — then mourned for all!

I see that being looked at askance as a form of elitism now, which is really scary.

We probably in hell already, our dumb asses not knowing.

The worst thing about poverty is not the actual living of it, but the shame of it.

Men are not sent to hell because of being murderers or liars, they are sent to hell because they are unrighteous.

...the counsels of the Divine Mind had some glimpse of truth when they said that men are born in order to suffer the penalty for sins committed in a former life.

To those human beings who are of any concern to me, I wish suffering, desolation, sickness, ill treatment, indignities, profound self-contempt, the torture of self-mistrust, and the wretchedness of the vanquished.

I don't know if paradise or hell exist, but I'm sure hell is more groovy.