Where do the wheels of history lead? How can you be so sure that the wheels of history won't get bogged down in blood and marrow again? - Isaac Bashevis Singer

Of all the blessings bestowed on man, the greatest lies in the fact that God's face is forever hidden from him

"When the ship approached the equator, I stopped going out on deck in the daytime. The sun burned like a flame. The days had shortened and night came swiftly. One moment it was light, the next it was dark. The sun did not set but fell into the water like a meteor. Late in the evening, when I went out briefly, a hot wind slapped my face. From the ocean came a roar of passions that seemed to have broken through all barriers:'We mus procreate and multiply! We must exhaust all the powers of lust!' The waves glowed like lava, and I imagined I could see multitudes of living beings - algae, whales, sea monsters - reveling in an orgy, from the surface to the bottom of the sea. Immortality was the law here. The whole planet raged with animation. At times, I heard my name in the clamor: the spirit of the abyss calling me to join them in their nocturnal dance. ("Hanka")"

Even the worm that crawls in the Earth there glows a divine spark. When you slaughter a creature, you slaughter your God.