text_original: Toward the past, like all who understand, I am full of tolerance, which is to say, generous self control: with gloomy caution I pass through whole millenniums of this madhouse of a world, call it "Christianity," "Christian faith" or the "Christian church," as you will—I take care not to hold mankind responsible for its lunacies. But my feeling changes and breaks out irresistibly the moment I enter modern times, our times.
text_transcription: TOWARD THE PAST LIKE ALL WHO UNDERSTAND I AM FULL OF TOLERANCE WHICH IS TO SAY GENEROUS SELF CONTROL WITH GLOOMY CAUTION I PASS THROUGH WHOLE MILLENNIUMS OF THIS MADHOUSE OF A WORLD CALL IT CHRISTIANITY CHRISTIAN FAITH OR THE CHRISTIAN CHURCH AS YOU WILL I TAKE CARE NOT TO HOLD MANKIND RESPONSIBLE FOR ITS LUNACIES BUT MY FEELING CHANGES AND BREAKS OUT IRRESISTIBLY THE MOMENT I ENTER MODERN TIMES OUR TIMES
phonemes: təwˈɔːɹd ðə pˈæst, lˈaɪk ˈɔːl hˌuː ˌʌndɚstˈænd, aɪɐm fˈʊl ʌv tˈɑːlɚɹəns, wˌɪtʃ ɪz tə sˈeɪ, dʒˈɛnɚɹəs sˈɛlf kəntɹˈoʊl: wɪð ɡlˈuːmi kˈɔːʃən aɪ pˈæs θɹuː hˈoʊl mɪlˈɛniəmz ʌv ðɪs mˈædhaʊs əvə wˈɜːld, kˈɔːl ɪt "kɹˌɪstɪˈænᵻɾi," "kɹˈɪstʃən fˈeɪθ" ɔːɹ ðə "kɹˈɪstʃən tʃˈɜːtʃ," æz juː wˈɪl—aɪ tˈeɪk kˈɛɹ nˌɑːt tə hˈoʊld mæŋkˈaɪnd ɹᵻspˈɑːnsᵻbəl fɔːɹ ɪts lˈuːnəsiz. bˌʌt maɪ fˈiːlɪŋ tʃˈeɪndʒᵻz ænd bɹˈeɪks ˈaʊt ɪɹᵻzˈɪstᵻbli ðə mˈoʊmənt aɪ ˈɛntɚ mˈɑːdɚn tˈaɪmz, ˌaʊɚ tˈaɪmz.