"Yes, yes, yes!... but ... nevertheless all is over. Olympus is
deserted."
Julian gazed at him, surprised.
"You see," continued Gorgius, "the earth breeds nowadays only hard men
or weak men. The gods can only laugh at them, or grow wrath with them.
They are not worth destroying. They will perish of themselves by
sickness, debauchery, or decline. The gods are grown weary and they
have departed!"
"And do you think, Gorgius, that the human race must disappear?"