Goddamn you," Jacob said. "There's no damnation, Jacob. No Heaven but the forest and no God but the hive. - Robert Charles Wilson

Times like this, with the wind moving the grass and curling around her like a huge cool hand, Tess felt the world as a second presence, as another person, as if the wind and the grass had voices of their own and she could hear them talking.

So we can trust each other."
"It's the rest of the world we can't be sure about.

I would confront the thieves, I thought, and the self-evident justice of my case would cause them to crumble before me. I don't know why I expected such extravagant results from the application of mere justice. That kind of calculation is seldom borne out by worldly events.