We are all of us parts of God, parts of His dream, His desire, but none of us know any more than our own role in His plan; if indeed He has a plan, and is not merely moved this way and that by cosmic Whim, as sometimes seems the case. And so I, a tendril in God's imaginings, had to be informed by another entity, as insubstantial as myself, just what my task was to be.
"A messenger."
(from Humans, by Donald Westlake)
8½*/10. The full review is here.
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