Some people choose to see the ugliness in this world. I choose to see the people.
If it’s such a wonderful place out there why are you all clamoring to get in here?
If you go looking for the truth, get the whole thing. It’s like a good fuck. Half is worse than none at all.
The longer I work here, the better I understand the hosts. Human beings confuse me.
You think I’m scared of death? I died a million times. How many times have you died?
Your humanity is cost-effective.
– Everyone I care about has gone and it hurts… so badly.
– I can make that feeling go away if you like.
– Why would I want that? Pain, their loss, is all I have left of them. You think your grief will make you smaller inside, like your heart will collapse in on itself but it doesn’t. I feel spaces opening up inside of me, like a building with rooms I’ve never explored.
– That’s very pretty… Dolores. Did we write that for you?