" If you didn’t divide it up, carve things into categories, it was all one and the same anyway – waves and oceans, dawns and sunsets, noise and silence. Life was a single connected river that ran through mechanicals, people, animals, planets. Everything that ever was or would be, all mixed together in a soup of being; of shouting and jumping, moving and bumping. Echoes of the great creation, the let-there-be-light – she was that and more. "

― Peter Bunzl , Moonlocket (The Cogheart Adventures, #2)