You've a right to believe that we're governed by Nature and the hidden Force within her. You can think that the gods, including my Melitele, are merely a personification of this power invented for simpletons so they can understand it better, accept its existence. According to you, that power is blind. But for me, Geralt, faith allows you to expect what my goddess personifies from nature: order, law, goodness. And hope.
Interpretation
The quote discusses the concept of belief in nature and divine forces, highlighting the tension between faith and a more empirical understanding of the world.
In this quote, the speaker explores the idea that nature and a hidden force govern the universe, where some see deities as mere simplifications of these natural laws. The speaker contrasts a belief in blind power with a faith that finds meaning in concepts like order, goodness, and hope, suggesting that faith provides a deeper understanding of the universe's complexities.
In practice
In a discussion about the philosophical implications of nature versus religion.
People like to invent monsters and monstrosities. Then they seem less monstrous themselves. When they get blind-drunk, cheat, steal, beat their wives, starve an old woman, when they kill a trapped fox with an axe or riddle the last existing unicorn with arrows, they like to think that the Bane entering cottages at daybreak is more monstrous than they are. They feel better then. They find it easier to live.
You would be very ashamed if you knew what the experiences you call setbacks, upheavals, pointless disturbances, and tedious annoyances really are. You would realize that your complaints about them are nothing more nor less than blasphemies - though that never occurs to you. Nothing happens to you except by the will of God, and yet [God's] beloved children curse it because they do not know it for what it is.
A symbol always transcends the one who makes use of it and makes him say in reality more than he is aware of expressing.
The ox suffers, the cart complains.
Whereas the beautiful is limited, the sublime is limitless, so that the mind in the presence of the sublime, attempting to imagine what it cannot, has pain in the failure but pleasure in contemplating the immensity of the attempt
I have never been one of those who cares about happiness. Happiness is a strange notion. I am just not made for it. It has never been a goal of mine; I do not think in those terms.
I exist in the depths of solitude pondering my true goal Trying 2 find peace of mind and still preserve my soul
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