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“A silver-tongued charlatan and a half-wit society are made for each other! When these two come together in an election, a great disaster happens: Charlatan comes to power!”

“Esses crentes chegam muito falantes, enfiados em ternos, a gravata apertando o gogó, o cabelo na risca do pente. Mas só de olhar para os pés a gente já sabe do que se trata. Antes de falar em Deus, falam no dízimo, antes de falar em Cristo, falam no diabo. Já viu como o diabo não sai da boca desse gente? Não têm caridade, só interesse. Caixeiros-viajantes.”

“Throughout the human history millions have died because of the kings and the queens, because of the presidents and the prime ministers, because of the Caesars and the duces, because of all these little charlatans with big ego!”

“It is a harsh reality that some of the most important and respectable jobs which deserve high salaries might be better off with low salaries. A politician, or a minister, or a teacher is sure to be working sincerely and selflessly for the good of the people when through and through there is little monetary reward guaranteed. This is how the charlatans are weeded out of the field.”

“Die Beeinflussung der Massen ist [...] keine Schwarzkunst, gegen die an die weisse Magie der Eliten zu appellieren wäre. Sie ist eine geschichtliche Aufgabe, und vieles [...] spricht dafür, dass der Charlatan ihr zu seiner Zeit und auf seine Weise entsprochen hat. Gewiss nicht immer auf eine säuberliche. Aber die Versuche, profanes Wissen an die Massen heranzubringen, sind noch niemals desinteressiert gewesen. Dennoch stellten sie einen Fortschritt dar. Oft hat ihm der Charlatan selbst noch da gedient, wo er am rücksichtslosesten seinem Vorteil nachging. Ein Cagliostro und Saint-Germain rächten den dritten Stand an der Herrenkaste. Sie waren authentische Zeitgenossen von Beaumarchais.”

“There was a time when love filled his heart, but no more. Once Sam had sought enlightenment and thought he'd found its path on an Ashram outside Los Angeles. Once Sam had a teacher in whom he believed without reservation, who had helped him discover the inner resonances of the divine within himself. Sam had read that one could become a completely God-realized being and was awed and inspired by this perfection he saw in his teacher. As Sam progressed, his guru became more than his teacher, he became his beloved friend. Sam grew in stature and recognition in the community of spiritual seekers gathered about the guru. Sam's utter admiration made the truth more painful still when he discovered that advancement within the order was not by merit alone but that several of the higher ranking members had been conferred their status in exchange for sexual favors and that the donations made to the center went first and foremost toward the material enrichment of the leader. Life for Sam then lost its reason. He had no faith in any human being not even himself. He certainly had no faith left for the merciful and benevolent God that allowed his loving devotee to fall into the hands of such a charlatan. Sam was deeply disillusioned and heartbroken. He walked out of the center that day with no possessions, no money, no beliefs. His great spiritual quest had brought him here to New York, a homeless man living in a makeshift shanty under the overpass of the Long Island Expressway. Sam was numb inside. He did not think about his guru; he could not bear to think about the guru. Therefore, he hid his great pain deep inside himself.”