God is only a less jumping kind of jumping cat; and those who worship God
are still worshippers of the jumping cat all the time. There is no
getting away from the jumping cat—if I climb up into heaven, it is there;
if I go down to hell, it is there also; if I take the wings of the
morning and remain in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there, and so
on; it is about my path and about my bed and spieth out all my ways. It
is the eternal underlying verity or the eternal underlying lie, as people
may choose to call it.