—‘Wither is God?’ he cried; ‘I will tell you.’ We have killed him — you and I. All of us are his murderers. But how did we do this? How could we drink up the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the entire horizon? What were we doing when we unchained this earth from its sun? Whither is it moving now? Whither are we moving? Away from all suns? Are we not plunging continually?…Are we not straying as through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Has it not become colder?

Friedrich Nietzsche - The Gay Science I-IV (1882)

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