This worship of Humanity, with its rituals of Liberty and Equality, always struck me as like being a revival of the ancient cults, in which animals were gods or the gods bore the heads of animals.
If there is no desire for prayer, maybe there is no hunger for God.
We couldn’t be sure of anything except the power of love…and we are under no requirement to believe in a particular source of that love as long as we could keep giving and receiving some in our own li...
Though they are fine to see, horses frighten me because they are large and weak minded, which is a dangerous combination in horses, men, and gods.
So. Tell me, Marlowe tried gamely, what do you think is man’s greatest invention?Jericho turned his head just slightly toward Marlowe, looking him straight in the eye. God.