No. I know that's blasphemous when you are from Detroit.
My name is Asher Lev. . . I am a traitor, an apostate, a self-hater, an inflicter of shame upon my family, my friends, my people; also, I am a mocker of ideas sacred to Christians, a blasphemous manipulator of modes and forms revered by Gentiles for two thousand years.
To be an effective criminal defense counsel, an attorney must be prepared to be demanding, outrageous, irreverent, blasphemous, a rogue, a renegade, and a hated, isolated, and lonely person - few love a spokesman for the despised and the damned.
There's something about the weekend, even for non-religious people, that feels sacred, so a violation of that sanctified time is almost a betrayal, something blasphemous. The sabbath is the edict to break from work. It was God's call-out to the slave to protect an identity beyond labourer - no production and consumption, just one day a week.
Ah. My story. Are you certain you wish to hear it? It is long, unlikely, and remarkably unedifying -- shameful, even, to come from a minister's lips. Blasphemous, too, properly regarded.
BLASPHEMOUS REVERENCE. Acting on the knowledge that the most efficacious form or devotion to the Divine Wow is tinctured with playful or mischievous behavior that prevents the buildup of fanaticism.
As far as I'm concerned, if there is a supreme being then He chose organic evolution as a way of bringing into existence the natural world. . . which doesn't seem to me to be necessarily blasphemous at all.
The central ideas of Christianity, an angry God and vicarious atonement, are contrary to every fact in nature, as also to the better aspirations of the human heart; they are, in our present stage of enlightenment, absurd, preposterous, and blasphemous propositions.
Let’s be realistic about this, the guitar can be the single most blasphemous device on the face of the earth. That’s why I like it. . . The disgusting stink of a too-loud electric guitar: now that’s my idea of a good time.
. . . I wondered if it was blasphemous to tell God that rainbows are kitsch.
A pox o’ your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, incharitable dog!
