“Justice?” said the ghost. “Jacob, if the actions of man did not matter, if spirits removed every obstacle from life, would you not blame every success your neighbor won and every failure you bore as the random or unfair decisions of a race you could not see? ‘Why,’ you would ask, ‘does this one live and this one die?’ And all the while they were doing so, you would do nothing for them, pondering your grand misfortune for not being smiled upon rather than using your liberty to change the course of events. Jacob, this choice you have is a gift, and we must let you use it, for good or ill.”
