The adolescent mind suffers pulls and twinges, stretchings and breaks. Habit is the daily battleground of character. Anyone who clings to the historically untrue and immoral doctrine that violence never settles anything I would advise to conjure up the ghosts of Napoleon Bonaparte and the Duke of Wellington and let them debate it. The ghost of Hitler could referee, and the jury might well be the Dodo, the Great Auk, and the Passenger Pigeon. Violence, naked force, has settled more issues in history than has any other factor, and the contrary opinion is wishful thinking at its worst.
Most gods have the manners and morals of a spoiled child.
In the future, it will be the preemptive mechanical bird, that gets the rubber worm, in the artificial grass. He wouldn't know how to create a maggot, and creates gods by the dozen. We follow our futile aims as we blow out a soap bubble as long and as large as possible, although we know perfectly well it will burst. We are what we repeatably do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit.