Sometimes we get along best with the people we’re most different from.
The very thing that makes you different is what makes you special.
Barry, the world isn’t different because you changed the timeline. Change happens. Tragedy happens. People make choices, and those choices affect everyone else. You’re not a god, Barry.
Just because it’s a different life it doesn’t mean it’s a worse one.
When you find that one person who connects you to the world, you become someone different. Someone better. When that person is taken from you, what do you become then?
People who are different don’t know they’re different because they have nothing to compare it to.
You’re adopted, and we don’t talk about that enough. ‘Cause to me, you are every part my son. Maybe I don’t want you to feel like you stand out. But I need you to know something. I want you to stand out. I want all of you to be as different as you can possibly be. In all the best ways. I love you as much as a human heart can, kiddo. You are an exceptional young man.[to Randall]
What makes you different makes you strong.[to Powder]
To be different. To be powerful. Is that not a divine gift?
Some of us are just the same, rotten or kind in one reality, rotten or kind in the next, but most people are different, depending on whether they have food in their belly or they’re hungry, safe or scared.
Maybe it’s nicer inside the walls of the Little Palace, but out here, when you’re different, when you look different, everything’s at risk of becoming a fight.
At what point do we become no different than the people we’re fighting?
