Pilate: The Diary of an Invented Man

by Ann Wroe (Author)

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  Paperback
  2000

  $3.28

  The facts about Pontius Pilate are very few. We know not when he was born or died. We know nothing of his career before he became Governor of Judea, and nothing of what happened to him after he was recalled by Tiberius. Everyone has his own Pilate, each symbolic of something, each a projection of his own idea of who this man actually was. Anne Wroe has supplied us with some surprises, and glimpses into his everyday life, a man actually walking on a marble floor in Caesarea, feeling his shoes pinch, clicking his fingers for a slave, while the clouds of lasting infamy gather over his head.

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  1999

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  The facts about Pontius Pilate are very few. We don't know when he was born or when he died. We know nothing of his career before he became Govenor of Judea, and nothing of what happened to him after he was recalled by Tiberius. Some say he came from Rome, others from Spain or Germany. Everyone - from the evangelists to the writers of the medieval mystery plays - has his own Pilate, each symbolic of something, each a projection of his own ideas and anxieties. This extraordinary book is all about our Pilates, real, half-real and invented. Some are familiar, some surprising. They have depths and contrasts that are unexpected. They do remarkable things. Among these surprises, perhaps, are the glimpses we get of a man actually walking on a marble floor in Caesarea, feeling his shoes pinch, clicking his fingers for a slave, while the clouds of lasting infamy gather over his head.

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  Paperback
  2000

  $15.56

  The facts about Pontius Pilate are very few. We know not when he was born or died. We know nothing of his career before he became Governor of Judea, and nothing of what happened to him after he was recalled by Tiberius. Everyone has his own Pilate, each symbolic of something, each a projection of his own idea of who this man actually was. Anne Wroe has supplied us with some surprises, and glimpses into his everyday life, a man actually walking on a marble floor in Caesarea, feeling his shoes pinch, clicking his fingers for a slave, while the clouds of lasting infamy gather over his head.