There is no greater good. There’s only good, no matter how small the act.
You don’t think I can do your job? That’s fine. But we both know you can’t do mine.
Well, this is festive. Who are they executing today?
Wayward Pines needs strong leadership. No one here will dispute that, but what it doesn’t need, what it doesn’t deserve, is a dictator.
The talk is all survival. It’s not about living. This isn’t life.
Territoriality is not solely a human trait.
Sad irony of Wayward Pines. You starve to death or you get eaten alive.
Every time one thing here seems almost rational, two things pop up that make absolutely no sense at all.