Bible Passage From Pulp Fiction Novels & Stories

Almost dumbfounded, Corey informs us, "Matthew is an apostle in the Bible. I quoted out of the book of Matthew. Sorry for assuming." Momentarily, Corey stands entranced before ending, "That's was it. Have a good day." Andrew returns while Corey is leaving. He says, "I heard this freak. What is he talking about?" Wilson and Chiara have also returned. Jude tells me, "I knew I heard that before. I read the Bible Mimi left me in Louisiana. That's why what Kendra told me sounded so familiar." Eyes bucked, Wilson watches Jude. Nodding, Jude tells Wilson, "Keeping it only seemed right after everything."

“None of it. There’s nothing you can do. Nothing I can do. Nothing but play the parts we were assigned.” “Reverend Fowler, I need you to focus. This is incredibly important. You need to tell me what happened.” “There were giants in the earth in those days, and also after that,” he said, smirking. “Giants.” “What are you talking about?” “Genesis, my boy, Genesis,” he said. “They came unto the daughters of men, and they bared children to them.” I tried to read the label on the IV but I couldn’t tell what was in there. “Reverend Fowler, please.”

Nancy says and Mrs Gail rolls her eyes. “You are just like Amari. Its only new testament in your head. My bible also says, ‘But if there is harm, then you shall pay life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot, burn for burn, wound for wound, stripe for stripe.’ Exodus 21 verse 23 to 25 my sister. Go read it. I should go put sarin on that witch.” “Sister Gail!”

Oh shoot. It didn't matter how stoned I was, there was one thing I had to do before I met up with sleep. Reaching over to the nightstand, I retrieved my old, tattered bible and opened to where it was bookmarked. With the weight of sleep anchoring down my lids, the words on the page blurred, but I strained nonetheless and repeated the highlighted words of Proverbs; words I'd been reading every night for the past six years: Oh God, I beg two favors from you; let me have them before I die.

" After informing him about the vision and leaving out the suicide aspect, I yelled the words out loud to this Priest. Fortunately, I had paid him a visit before his next service began. “What?” I told him I was astonished by his pleased expression. "I'm sorry, but the verse you just yelled is one of my favorite Bible scriptures, Matthew 11:28, as said by our Savior." With that wide grin on his face, the Priest answered to me. His response made me grumble a bit as I realized that my instinct had been correct in assuming those lines were from a Christian bible scripture. "However, why did he approach me and say that?" I then claimed I was going to question the Priest, but I believe I already k

Beneath it was various other books, none that I recognized except a translation of the Dead Sea Scrolls. “I know it can be intimidating and unnerving to think the answers to what you’ve seen these past few days...and to more than you know are mostly contained in this. But trust me. When I finish educating you, it will all make sense.” And there was his hand on my arm again. I knew now this wasn’t his way of flirting, but his way of consoling. I looked at the mound of books. He cracked open the bible to Genesis, chapter 6.

"And trust me, it's getting cooler and I am getting interested and all the way in." Mercury said moving closer to the statue to have a good sight of it. "Be careful." I told her as she tried to touch it. Then she found some words carved in the book held by the soldier. "Okay. What do we have here, another Viking writing. Let's see what it says" I came close to have a look. "Hebrews chapter six versus nineteen. The blue walls?" Mercury read out as she looked at me in confusion. "The Bible. You must have one Mercury, you have a book shelf don't you?"

The burn of the brandy scorched its way down my throat—a sharp, welcome fire that silenced the noise in my head. Lucas, never one to let silence breathe for long, spoke again. “Speaking of losing your mind,” he said, his tone shifting from mockery to something more serious. “I sought some spiritual guidance on your behalf.” He pulled a thin, leather-bound book from inside his coat. It was his pocket scripture, a book of ancient pack laws and prophecies he carried everywhere. Sliding it across the table until it rested near my glass, he told me to look at page forty-two. He tapped the spot with his finger.

​As they turned to head toward the main exit, Laura's gaze caught a faint, pulsing blue glow emanating from a hidden compartment behind the shattered black throne. Driven by an instinctive curiosity, she stepped closer and reached inside, pulling out an old, yellowed parchment sealed with the crest of the primordial guardians. ​She unrolled it quickly, scanning the intricate symbols and archaic text. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise. ​"Dave, look at this," Laura whispered, handing the parchment to him. ​Dave glanced over the text, his brow furrowing deeply.

Phone in and tell us if you know. ‘Here is our Baltimore bible expert, Randy Nelson. Randy, tell us what the bible quote was.’ Camera swings to Randy, who looks more like a country singer than a bible expert. ‘Well, Todd, John 7:53, verses 8 to11, refer to the passage where the Lord forgives the adulteress. The unidentified woman tells us the Lord’s message “is shit”. Seems she has issues with the Lord’s decision. Jesus said, “Let he who is without sin, throw the first stone” She sure threw the first punch.’