There is no act more wretched than stealing, Amir. A man who takes what's not his to take, be it a life or a loaf of naan... I spit on such a man. And if I ever cross paths with him, God help him. Do you understand?
If there's a God out there, then I would hope he has more important things to attend to than my drinking scotch of eating pork. Now hop down. All this talk about sin has made me thirsty again.
He probably hates me because I killed his wife by being born.