If the gods do decide to wipe us out, is it such a bad thing? Maybe we've earned a little annihilation.
N.K. Jemisin
I remembered Nahadoth's lips on my throat and fought to suppress a shudder, only half succeeding. Death as a consequence of lying with a god wasn't something I had considered, but it did not surprise me. A mortal man's strength had its limits. He spent himself and slept. He could be a good lover, but even his best skills were only guesswork - for every caress that sent a woman's head into the clouds, he might try ten that brought her back to earth.
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So there was love, once. More than love. And now there is more than hate. Mortals have no words for what we gods feel. Gods have no words for such things. But love like that doesn't just disappear, does it? No matter how powerful the hate, there is always love left, underneath. Horrible, isn't it?
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They live forever. But many of them are even more lonely and miserable than we are. Why do you think they bother with us? We teach them life's value.
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We can never be gods, after all--but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.
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It is blasphemy to separate oneself from the earth and look down on it like a god. It is more than blasphemy; it is dangerous. We can never be gods, after all - but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.
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Rising from the dead? Glowing at sunrise? What did that make him, the god of cheerful mornings and macabre surprises?
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