“There is no health in those who are displeased by an element in Your creation, just as there was none in me when I was displeased by many things You had made. Because my soul didn't dare to say that my God displeased me, it refused to attribute to You whatever was displeasing.”
“You asked what you’d done to displease me and I told you: you’re breathing. And in much too close a proximity to me. That displeases me. It’stime you depart my bed.” Neferet sighed and flicked her fingers at him in dismissal. “Go. Now.”
“If we displease God, does it matter whom we please? If we please Him does it matter whom we displease?”
“I just broke up with my girlfriend. My wife will be pleased. But first she’ll be displeased, because she didn’t know I had a girlfriend.”
“If the goddess—and that would be me, by the way—is displeased, you’ll get bats in your hair and mice in your boots.”
“God really is a Father, as displeased with a cramped, niggardly attitude of lack as with its opposite.”