The Word for World Is Forest

by Ursula K. Le Guin

That oppression corrupts the oppressors is well enough known. That resistance to oppression can profoundly change those resisting, and for the worse, is less widely recognised – particularly among those who give that resistance their sympathy and solidarity.

the substance of their world was not earth, but forest.

Wrongs done could not be righted, but at least they were not still being done.

Only if you listened intently could you hear the rain, too multitudinous a music for one mind to grasp, a single endless chord played on the entire forest.