"It's like bees and honey. Each bee makes only a tiny, tiny drop of honey. It takes thousands of them, millions perhaps, all working together to make the pot of honey you have on your breakfast table. Now imagine that you could eat nothing but honey. That's what it's like for my kind of people...we feed on belief, on prayers, on love. It takes a lot of people believing just the tiniest bit to sustain us. That's what we need, instead of food. Belief." "And Soma is..." "To take the analogy further, it's honey wine. Mead." He chuckled. "It's a drink. Concentrated prayer and belief, distilled into a potent liqueur."