Concerning the gods, I cannot know either that they exist or that they do not exist, nor what form they might have, for there is much to prevent one's knowing: the obscurity of the subject and the shortness of man's life.
My mind is my weapon. My brother has his sword, King Robert has his warhammer, and I have my mind... And a mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge.
