The Name of the Rose

Adso: "And what was the word you both kept mentioning?"
William: "Penitenziagite."
Adso: "What does it mean?"
William: "It means that the hunchback undoubtedly was once a heretic. Penitenziagite was a rallying cry of the dolcinites."
Adso: "Dolcinites? Who were they, master?"
William: "Those who believed in the poverty of Christ."
Adso: "So do we Franciscans."
William: "But they also declared that everyone must be poor, so they slaughtered the rich. Ha! You see, Adso, the step between ecstatic vision and sinful frenzy is all too brief."
Adso: "Well, then, could he not have killed the translator?"
William: "No. No, fat bishops and wealthy priests were more to the taste of the dolcinites, hardly a specialist of Aristotle."

Bernardo Gui: "Why did you kill them?"
Remigio da Varagine: "Why? I don't know... why."
Bernardo Gui: "Because you were inspired by the Devil?"
Remigio da Varagine: "Yes. That's it. I was inspired by the Devil! I am... inspired by the Deeevvviilll!! Lucifer! I summon you!"

"The only evidence I see of the antichrist here is everyones desire to see him at work."

Jorge de Burgos: "Laughter is a devilish wind which deforms, uh, the lineaments of the face and makes men look like monkeys."
William: "Monkeys do not laugh. Laughter is particular to men."
Jorge de Burgos: "As is sin. Christ never laughed."
William: "Can we be so sure?"
Jorge de Burgos: "There is nothing in the Scriptures to say that he did."
William: "And there's nothing in the Scriptures to say that he did not. Why, even the saints have been known to employ comedy, to ridicule the enemies of the Faith. For example, when the pagans plunged St. Maurice into the boiling water, he complained that his bath was too cold. The Sultan put his hand in... scalded himself."

"Who was she? Who was this creature that rose like the dawn, as bewitching as the moon, radiant as the sun, terrible as an army poised for battle?"
[as an old man]

William: "How many more rooms? Ah! How many more books? No one should be forbidden to consult these books freely."
Adso: "Perhaps they are thought to be too precious, too fragile."
William: "No, it's not that, Adso. It's because they often contain a wisdom that is different from ours and ideas that could encourage us to doubt the infallability of the word of God... and doubt, Adso, is the enemy of faith."

William: "She is already burnt flesh, Adso. Bernardo Gui has spoken: she is a witch."
Adso: "But that's not true, and you know it!"
William: "I know. I also know that anyone who disputes the verdict of an Inquisitor is guilty of heresy."

Adso: "Do you think that this is a place abandoned by God?"
William: "Have you ever known a place where God would have felt at home?"