There was nothing more to happen; everything had already happened except for one trifle which would be over soon.
CUTHBERT: You worship a god who doesn’t even know you exist.
ASHTON: And you worship one who sees your mind as food, and nothing more. You’re like a blade of grass worshiping a cow.
CUTHBERT: Let’s just agree to disagree.
Alan Ryker, When Cthulhu Met Atlach-Nacha
Father Vitus’s tale seemed too incredible to be true. Surely it was nothing more than the ravings of a few superstitious, uneducated villagers
Steven A McKay, Knight of the Cross: A Knights Hospitaller Novella