"God exists to be challenged. Possibly also to be eaten, as you well know. To be buried and reborn from soil and caves and holy trees. I want not to be devoured. I would make of this universe a siege engine, and storm the castle of the next. I don’t wish to be reborn or remade, to become fertiliser for some holy tree or have my heart swallowed by a charmed sheep and wake up god of agricultural innovation. I’m quite content with what I am, and I propose to persist, even as the universe changes all around. In this, you and I are somewhat aligned."