Acceptance (Southern Reach, #3)

by Jeff Vandermeer

Just the biologist. Just your defiant weapon, hurled against the walls of Area X.

Freedom could take you farther from what you sought, not closer.

As if purpose could solve everything, could take the outlines of what was missing and by sheer will invoke it, make it appear, bring it back to life.

“Don’t forget about me,” he’d said, so long ago, and you won’t ever forget him, but you might have to leave him behind.

“The only solution to the environment is neglect, which requires our collapse.”