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“Arturo Bandini was pretty sure that he wouldn't go to hell when he died. The way to hell was the committing of mortal sin. He had committed many, he believed, but the confessional had saved him. He always got to confession on time â€� that is, before he died. And he knocked on wood whenever he thought of it â€� he always would get there on time â€� before he died. So Arturo was pretty sure he wouldn't go to hell when he died. For two reasons. The confessional, and the fact that he was a fast runner.”
― John Fante, Wait Until Spring, Bandini

“We drank the blood of our enemies. That's why you see Gnostics so hunted. The sacrament of the Eucharist is really drinking the blood of the enemy. The Grail, the Sangraal, is the bloody vehicle. Why else guard it so sacredly? Why should the black honor-guard ride half a continent, half a splintering Empire, stone night and winter day, if it's only for the touch of sweet lips on a humble bowl? No, it's mortal sin they're carrying: to swallow the enemy, down into the slick juicery to be taken in by all the cells. Your officially defined 'mortal sin,' that is. A sin against you. A section of your penal code, that's all.”
― Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow

“In the moral theology of the nineteenth century, kissing with tongues was a mortal sin "in intent and in the deed itself.”
― Hubert Wolf, The Nuns of Sant'Ambrogio: The True Story of a Convent in Scandal