from eggers new book


God: I own you like I own the caves.

The Ocean: Not a chance. No comparison.

God: I made you. I could tame you.

The Ocean: at one time, maybe. But not now.

God: I will come to you, Freeze you, break you.

The Ocean: I will spread myself like wings. I am a billion tiny feathers. You have no idea what's happened to me.