Just because you're an atheist, that doesn't mean you wouldn't love for things to have reasons for why they are.

What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through a little speaker. [...] I wonder if everyone's hearts would start to beat at the same time.

The secret was a hole in the middle of me that every happy thing fell into.

We are breeding creatures incapable of surviving in any place other than the most artificial settings. We have focused the awesome power of modern genetic knowledge to bring into being animals that suffer more.

Only humans can cry tears.

For how long could we fail until we surrendered?

She was with me. She did all of those things and so many more, things I would never tell anyone, and she never even loved me. Now that’s love.