"Well," said Quentin, "God made the bees to collect the honey, and God made the clay for the mugs, and God gave us tongues to taste the sweetness."
"Great!" said Klutsy. "Let's eat!"
"And," said Quentin, "God always gives back to us lots more than we ever give to Him."
"You mean if I give God one cup of honey, God will give me four cups back?"
"Something like that," said Quentin.