I'm trying to work some little miracles so I can build up to the big stuff.
Miracles, by their definition, are meaningless. Only what can happen does happen.
Oh, Zia, when are you gonna stop being obsessed with those silly little miracles?
Hey, Vincent. See, that shit don't matter. You're judging this shit the wrong way. It could be God stopped the bullets, changed Coke to Pepsi, found my car keys. You don't judge shit like this based on merit. Now, whether or not what we experienced… was an according-to-Hoyle miracle is insignificant. But what is significant is, I felt the touch of God. God got involved.