“It’s not about pain, or wickedness, or even the pleasure. Do you think that you must be good to be God? That isn’t true — to be God is to be good. I saw it, when He punished me, the second time; I saw everything.” ‘Don’t return to that,’ said a face, like an ox, ‘don’t remember.’ His eyes fluttered open, once more. “Evil is what He chooses, so is good. But we could define it on our terms. I know that we could. We can find our own morality, in each other, in the love and pain of one another.”
