“The gods are blind. And men see only what they wish.”
“Men!" Min muttered at the door. "Too blind to see what a stone could see, and too stubborn to be trusted to think for themselves.”
“Men are so blind in their impiety that, as it were, they bump into mountains and refuse to see what hits them in the eye.”
“Honor is honesty to what is, not blind duty to what you wish to be.”
“I'm convinced that most men don't know what they believe, rather, they only know what they wish to believe. How many people blame God for man's atrocities, but wouldn't dream of imprisoning a mother for her son's crime?”
“Besides, we have the one the God Hand wishes to see." "What about the God foot?" I said. "Or the God pinky finger?”