In some ways she was not a very good scientist: impatient with data, too ready to leap to conclusions, apt to judge an idea not by its merits but by … - Michael Swanwick

So whose side are you on? You have to choose."
"I'm not going to be on anybody's side anymore," she said. "Sides are stupid.

The law," Hoess suggested, "might not be entirely unhelpful here.

“We’ll be taking out the front gate and the Time Clock, and blasting the Goddess Stone to gravel.” She felt wild, free, vengeful, obscene—unstoppable. “Serving the Bitch notice.” She knew that there was no Goddess, save as a metaphor for what was otherwise inconceivable, that the forces they were going up against were as impersonal as they were vast. But it felt more satisfying this way.