G-D: I own you like I own the caves.
THE OCEAN: Not a chance. No comparison.
G-D: I made you. I could tame you.
THE OCEAN: At one time, maybe. But not now.
G-D: 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.
-dave eggers, how we are hungry.