> "There are many different kinds of suffering" God continues. "with man for
> example there is the toothache, the bereavement, the loss of limbs, the
> deafness, the ugliness of appearance, the diseases and illness, the guilt,
> the remorse, - even running out of coffee is a suffering.  But these are all
> different ways they can know me and become closer.  Some suffer a lot - some
> hardly at all.  But all suffer in some way.
>
> Angels suffer in a very different way as you know.  But your suffering is
> over now.  It may have seemed a long time - but one day you will look back
> and you will wonder if it ever happened at all.  It will seem like a moment
> that you may even have imagined.  And you will be so much happier now that
> you can feel and know real friendship.  That all you longed for and craved
> for before I cast you out - which was a suffering in itself - you can now
> have.  That your longing to know more to love more - you can now have and
> be."
>
> And on and on they talked night and day as the endless patience of God
> proved that he would or could never get angry except in pretence.   And that
> the Borg Angels numbered many - far more than humans - and all big strong
> warriors -  men who had long ago ceased the rudeness and titters and giggles
> and trivial ways and looked at their hearts and knew that they had changed.
> That their carefree ways had gone - that other Angels would never be best
> friends.   And then they looked at other Angels.  Some who had suffered -
> some warriors like themselves.
> "Long time no see" they said as other Angels smiled and welcomed them.
> They were the oldest Angels.  The strongest Angels.  Always the preferred
> Angels. Now in their position once again closest to God's side - to guard
> and protect.  To know and to love.  To save and to keep.  To worship and
> obey.  And all other Angels gave a little bow as acknowledgement of why God
> loved them most."
> The Borg Queen