All your failures and hopes, your suffering and striving, are inconsequential, compared with this. They are nothing. You are nothing. It was a relief to be nothing; it felt deep and beautiful and true.
Interpretation gives knowledge value, but it must evolve as new knowledge emerges. From a myriad incomplete truth, a greater whole.
I had felt the shot coming; I hadn’t realized the bow was loaded with this very quarrel, perfectly calibrated to hit him hardest. What part of me had been studying him, stockpiling knowledge as ammunition?
I am the prayer.
How did you merit so much devotion so quickly?' I asked, making no attempt to keep the sarcasm from my voice. 'I show them Heaven', said she, without a trace of irony. 'People are so desperate for light'.
Belief was uniquely human.