"More frail and illusory Than numbers written on water, Our seeking from the Buddha Felicity in the afterworld." Archbishop Breque cleared his throat and joined in the conversation. "That seems clear enough, young lady. You do not think that God will grant our prayers." Aenea shook her head. "I think that he meant two things, Your Eminence. First that the Buddha will not help us. It isn't in his job definition, so to speak. Secondly, that planning for the afterworld is foolish because we are, by nature, timeless, eternal, unborn, undying, and omnipotent." The Archbishop's face and neck reddened"