JOB. And now it’s time... FRANNY. To curse God... JOB. And live. - James Morrow

You want a motive, William? I've got a motive. Vengeance may not be a pretty word, but it's what's expected of us."
"Right!" said Sverre. "We owe it to all those millions of dead people to make more millions of dead people. Be careful how you rewrite strategic doctrine, General, or you'll come out of this war without a single medal.

You see, Ebenezer, charity begs a crucial question. How did the bestower attain the position from which he now exercises his largesse?" My dead colleague cleaned his teeth with one of his many appended keys. "Through imagination and merit? Or through inherited privilege and ruthless exploitation?

I cannot respect any theory of evil that so neatly immunizes itself against empirical disconfirmation," said Gordon. "All theodicies requiring belief in an afterlife are manifestly begging the question.