The Songs of Trees: Stories from Nature's Great Connectors

Two billion years ago, the boundary between the self and the community was already blurred.

At least half of the other species in the forest find food or home in or on the recumbent bodies of fallen trees.

Seawater isn’t only water but a living community.

The forest is not a collection of entities joined by such networks; it is a place entirely made from strands of relationship.

Without the network, the homogeneous chemical soup lacks any tang of life.

A network, once established, might be called an individual.

Tilting our heads away from the atom, it seems that life is not just networked; it is network.

The fundamental nature of life may be not atomistic but relational.

The cancer of unrestrained cellular individuality can, and still does, destroy networks from within.