I have a serious question." "I will give a serious answer." "Can a god be killed?" The humor drained from Roman's face. "Well, that depends on if you're a pantheist or a Marxist." "What's the difference?" "The first believes that divinity is the universe. The two are synonymous and nonexistent without each other. The second believes in anthropocentrism, seeing man in the center of the universe, and god as just an invention of human conscience. Of course, if you follow Nietzsche, you can kill God just by thinking about him.
Ilona AndrewsCongratulations," he said, his voice dry. "You finally managed to find a woman as tragically noble as yourself. I didn't think one existed." "I'm not tragic." Kaldar held up his hand. "Spare me. Some children are born wearing a silk shirt; you were born wrapped in melancholy. When they slapped you to make you cry, you just sighed heavily and a single tear rolled from your eye." He dragged his finger from the corner of his left eye to his cheek. " Your first words were probably 'woe is me.'" "My first words were 'Kaldar, shut up!' because you talked too much. Still do.
Ilona AndrewsI was so happy to be out of there. โBarabas, if you werenโt batting for the other team, Iโd marry you.โ He grinned. โIf I werenโt batting for the other team, I would accept your proposal. You had me at โNo comment.โ If all my clients were this smart, my life would be much easier. Much, much easier.
Ilona AndrewsAs one, the shapechangers turned and looked at me. I wondered what they'd do if I asked to borrow a cup of sugar.
Ilona AndrewsAs he passed me, he leaned to Curran and handed him a paper fan folded from some sort of flyer. Curran looked at the fan. โWhat?โ "An emergency precaution, Your Majesty. In case the lady faints.โ Curran just stared at him. Raphael strode toward the Pit, turned, flexed a bit, and winked at me. "Give me that,โ I told Curran. โI need to fan myself.โ "No, you donโt.
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