The Destroyer of Worlds (Lovecraft Country #2)

by Matt Ruff

course. Ruby had had many bosses who pretended to be her friend, and some of them might even have believed it, but to her that was self-evident nonsense, because how could you be friends with someone who could take away your livelihood on a whim?

God gave us the Commandments to live by, not to die by. If it’s a matter of survival, you can break any and all of them, save one.

“Yeah, I take your point.” Rollo nodded. “And you’re right—you could use Vishnu’s words to justify pretty much any war crime you liked. That’s the thing about scripture: the devil can quote it too.

God was the illusion; death was real; and the worlds that it destroyed were destroyed forever.

“I’m the ship that didn’t sink. The broken bough that refused to fall. The fugitive in the night who stepped right every time, and the runaway hiding in the eye of the storm. I’m everything you tried to steal, but couldn’t . . . And today? Right now? I’m the voice warning you back from the cliff you can’t even see you’re standing on.