No one knows where great ideas come from, but you always remember where you were when they came.
It’s a date. I’ve never gone bowling with a murderer before. It’s been a goal.[to Harry]
I’m not alone up here. This is bad. I just felt my rear iris pucker and my testicles tighten. My taint remains unchanged.
I’m enjoying my life so much I got little cartoon birds flying around my head.
Everybody’s innocent until proven guilty, unless they’re guilty.
You’re doing depression right. The key is to embrace it. Once you accept that you’ve got nothing, then you’ve got nothing left to lose. The low point, that’s where freedom lives.[to Harry]
You don’t have anything to worry about. I’m not an alien. Unfortunately. I hear they’re pretty cool.[to Kate]
Whiskey, headache, nausea, severe dehydration. Alcohol must not affect humans the way it does us. If it did, they obviously would never drink it.
This kid is a menace. He just won’t give up. Where was that effort from the humans when we were helping them build Stonehenge? A bunch of idiots just sitting around drinking mead, making us do all the work. Lazy druids.
This is interesting. I’ve never experienced this before. Nobody is talking. Apparently you can be with other humans and still be alone. I like it.
Spring. The birds are singing, the flowers are blooming, the sun warms the Earth. Somewhere. Not here. It’s 30 degrees out. It snowed 9 feet last winter, and four frozen sodas just exploded in my truck. Welcome to Patience, Colorado.
Killing may make humans feel strong in the moment, but what I’ve begun to realize is, true strength comes from choosing not to kill. Maybe being truly human is about choosing to love instead.
