" Hornig put the block of wood down on the desk, and placed the knife he’d just recently planted into his long time best friend and colleague’s throat beside it. “God hates sin, and sinners, but he made us in his image. So He must be a sinner, too, yes? That means He’s self loathing and nothing is as dangerous as a man who hates himself. Because if He hates Himself, how could He possibly give a shit about you? "