Genius is always allowed some leeway, once the hammer has been pried from its hands and the blood has been cleaned up.
He was the sort of person who stood on mountaintops during thunderstorms in wet copper armour shouting "All the Gods are bastards."
In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this.
In the beginning there was nothing, which exploded.
Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.