Not favorite scripture, because there are so many, but favorite in fiction.
My favorite has always been:
“But Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail had bread and milk and blackberries for supper.”
Awesome thread Viki!

I wanted to say thanks, because that quote of yours made me smile. Before my dad passed away I remember him telling me that I loved that book as a child, and apparently I very often took that book down off the shelf and asked them to read it to me. I don’t remember it
at all though. My mom and I talk on the phone all the time, and so I’m going to ask her to fill me in. I can see now why I apparently loved it; the poetry of it is just charming, judging by that one line alone.
When I saw the thread’s title, several dozen lines from Francois Rabelais immediately popped into my head. A priest I was friends with, and particularly fond of, gave me Rabelais’ collected works as a confirmation present, and I’ve been into his voice ever since. Looking back, I can see why he made a gift of it to me, and actually I’m not entirely sure that he even gave anyone else in my confirmation class a present. I’m convinced he knew me better than I knew myself at that time. Yep, I think so.

So the book has some serious sentimental value to me for that reason. And it’s funny, because whenever anyone sees the name “Rabelais” it’s sort of synonomous in their minds with inappropriate, raunchy, ribald, entirely
earthy humor. I’m pretty sure that people tend to forget that he was actually a Catholic monk for his entire life, and that he was as much a deep thinker and philosopher as he was an over-the-top mischievious wisecracker. He reads kind of like if St. John of the Cross wrote a series of
South Park episodes. But gosh, that book had such a
wild impact on me! I can’t even explain. It was like a whole other world opened up to me. I’d be reading it and guffawing so loudly that my jaw actually hurt, and then suddenly he’d intersperse the most poetic and striking Catholic insight, just these beautiful and holy ideas. It was the weirdest, most lively thing I’d ever encountered in all my life; completely juvenile and ridiculously hilarious, and then suddenly this majestic, sage-like Christian wisdom. Anyway, thank you so much for the thread, it’s brought back some especially great memories.

These beautiful memories flooding back to me…