Nothing breaks more quickly than corroded steel. - Tanith Lee

I think Kathaos fears no divine forces."
"Then he's a brave man."
"Oh, men make their own gods," Yannul remarked. "I have a god with a fat belly, and a house full of expensive women to attend his every need, and I call him Yannul the Lan in Five Years from This.

Sickness, the serpent, is coming to bite you,
Death, the old dark man, is coming to carry you off,
Rest uneasy, you stinking carrion, on your gold beds.

The absolute, as I had finally been shown, does not need the accompaniment of pipes and drums.