" I want to love you and worship you but you are too powerful and there is fear in my praises. If you can destroy or create worlds by a mere manifestation of thought, my feeble prayers could serve you no useful purpose. If when it pleases you, you can send cholera to ravage cities, or death to bear away in his talons without distinction the four ages of life, I wish to form no alliance with a friend so formidable. "

― Comte de Lautréamont , Les Chants de Maldoror