Quote#Nature
The barbarities and desperate outrages of the so-called Christian…
Quote byWilliam Howitt · 1792–1879
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Colonisation and Christianity: A Popular History of the Treatment of the Natives by the Europeans in all their Colonies (London: Longman, Orme, Brown, Green, & Longmans, 1838), ch. 1, p. 9. Quoted in Karl Marx, Capital, vol. 1, ch. 31.
English (original)
The barbarities and desperate outrages of the so-called Christian race, throughout every region of the world, and upon every people they have been able to subdue, are not to be paralleled by those of any other race, however fierce, however untaught, and however reckless of mercy and of shame in any age of the earth.
— William Howitt
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