Wind and Truth (The Stormlight Archive, #5)

by Brandon Sanderson

“Human religions are all a little silly, aren’t they?” “Yes,” Wit said, “but the Passions teach that if you are fervent enough—if you care enough—your emotion will influence your success. That if you want something badly enough, the cosmere will provide it for you.” Kaladin nodded slowly. “There might be something to that.” “Kid,” Wit said, leaning down over Kaladin on the couch, “the Passions are absolute horseshit.” “What? It’s good to be hopeful! The Passions sound nice.” “The wrong people get far too much mileage out of things that sound nice,” Wit said. “Take it from a guy who is all too capable with a lie: nothing is easier to sell someone than the story they want to hear. The Passions are deeply insulting if you spare even a moment to consider. I once spoon-fed broth to a trembling child in a kingdom that no longer exists. I found her on a road leading away from a battlefield, after her parents—simple peasants—were slaughtered. Her elder brother lay dead a half mile behind, having starved.

Wit preaches to us about religion (derogatory)