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which showed good judgement as she was a treacherous rat, ask anyone.
He might know it was all flimflam, but to believe a lie was as comforting for the believer as to know the truth. For an instant he could not but wonder—is it truly better to be a woebegone cynic than an ecstatic dupe?
“The Church is not that keen on God, in my experience,” said Baron Rikard. “They think of him much as a lawyer thinks of the law. Something to be got around.”
“On the contrary, I am a great admirer of the tenets of your religion. I merely find it a shame that the Saved are, as a rule, so little like their Saviour.”
“Some very fine people have poisoned their husbands,” murmured Baptiste.
she heard priests talk about murder like it was really the worst, but when she finally read the scriptures herself, she found God couldn’t go a page without smiting the shit out of someone.
I saw I’d never followed God’s plan, only the lies I told myself to justify my greed and my ambition.”
“Tell me … the elves. Are they really as bad as they say?” “I have come to think … that they are no worse than men.” Jakob took a long breath. “So … yes.”
“My mother was a prostitute,” she said. “A very good one, by all accounts. Also a very good mother. One would be a fool to judge a person by their profession alone. Like pox on a plague victim, the prostitutes are the symptom, not the sickness.
