“I’d pay a premium for this one, your Highness.” “That one isn’t for sale[.]” “Everything’s for sale, your Highness,” Althalus replied with a cynical… - David Eddings

Wars are a summer pastime, Althalus. Politics is a year-round entertainment.

“You’ve got some fairly radical opinions for a member of the priesthood, Bheid,” Althalus suggested.
“The goal of mankind should be justice, Althalus. In their hearts, men really want to be just and kindly, but other things get in the way. It’s the duty of the priesthood to keep man on the right course.”
“Isn’t it just a little early in the day for these dense philosophical discussions?” Althalus asked. “It’s never too early—or too late—to learn, my son,” Bheid proclaimed sententiously. “Now, that’s really offensive.”
Bheid gave him a mischievous little smirk. “I’m glad you liked it,” he said.

The word “coincidence” always seems to start religious arguments for some reason.