You know what I like about hospitals? They don’t need to know how good of a person you are in order to take care of you. They don’t need to know what’s going on in your head before they wrap a bandage around your arm. People like that are rare.
The problem with hating yourself is you can’t really talk about it. Because at some point recently, the whole world joined a self-help cult and won’t shut the f*** up about it.
Reducing someone’s life to a moment, an ugly moment. And punishing them for it. That’s what cops do. It’s actually what everyone does. It’s what you would do to me if you didn’t know me.
It’s one thing to dislike your parents. It’s not like you have a choice. But if you dislike your kid… well, that’s sort of your fault.
I think your play was the first time I was able to look at my life and not hate myself for everything I’ve done.[to Lexi]
You know what I feel like nobody in my life understands? Is that like drugs are honestly the only way I can be myself.[to Elliot]
What are you talking about? You’re my new favorite person.[Elliot: I’m not sure it’s a good thing we met.]