"It is the Saturday night of the ages.
"The world is doomed.
"The thousand years have run their course at last. The long-suffering of God has an end.
"You may sow your fields this spring.
"You may possibly reap the seed you sow this autumn.
"But you will never see another spring.
"You will never reap another harvest.
"'Apparebit repentina.' Suddenly and so soon!
"You may keep one more Easter.
"But before the next the graves will have been opened. The resurrection to endless woe or joy will have come.