I was taught that the biggest problem with the human race was their need for connection. We always saw that as a weakness. But now I realize it may be their greatest strength.
I thought being honest with Heather about who I am would make me feel better. But now I feel worse, and so does she. Maybe this is why humans hide how they feel. Being your true self hurts too much.
I saw so many humans today. Humans are gross. But they have each other.
I respect a man with confidence to return to the scene of a rejection.
I need to talk to you about something.[Liv Baker]Is this about who made the big snow p**is outside Town Hall?[D’Arcy Bloom]What?[Liv Baker]What?[D’Arcy Bloom]
I love her. I cannot help it. I feel love for her. It’s like how I feel love for you, Asta, but it is different. It is not just in my head or in my heart, but it is in my pants. Is that why they call it “in love” because it is in your pants?
I know that there is a human part of you that cares. I saw it the night that we went out. You know, before you threatened to kill me.[to Joseph]
I just saw an alien take off its head, and there was a human inside! Do I have a human inside of me? How many licks does it take to get to the human?
I have gotten to a place all humans get to eventually. I no longer want to eat my baby.
I don’t understand grief. Don’t make no sense to me. You know, you find a way to step over it and move past it, go around it, but that emptiness, it don’t ever go away.[to Ben]
How fulfilling could it be cooking all day?[Asta Twelvetrees]I don’t know. I mean, why don’t you ask the roof over your head?[Dan Twelvetrees]
I do not like this human feeling of being almost-dead. When I get a burnt potato in my hash browns, I put it to the side of my plate and ignore it. I will do the same with death. I feel better already.
