W oe to him who strives with his Maker!—a worthless piece of broken pottery among other pieces equally worthless! Shall the clay say to him who fashions it, What do you think you are making? or, Your work has no handles?
Woe unto him that strives with his Maker! Let the potsherd strive with the potsherds of the earth. Shall the clay say to him that fashions it, What doth thou make; thy work has no form?
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