"By now you must have guessed: I come from another planet. But I will never say to you, Take me to your leaders. Even I - unused to your ways though I am - would never make that mistake. We ourselves have such beings among us, made of cogs, pieces of paper, small disks of shiny metal, scraps of coloured cloth. I do not need to encounter more of them. Instead I will say, Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers; take me to your deaths. These are worth it. These are what I have come for."
"You are not responsible for the programming you picked up in childhood. However, as an adult, you are one hundred percent responsible for fixing it."
"I could start fires with what I feel for you."
"We live in an age where we feel guilt whenever we have to cut someone off but the reality is that some relationships do need to die, some people do need to be unfollowed and defriended. We aren’t meant to be this tethered to the people in our past. The Internet mandates that we don’t burn bridges and keep everyone around like relics but those expectations are unrealistic and unhealthy. Simply put, we don’t need to know what everyone else is up to. We’re allowed to be choosy about who we surround ourselves with online and in real life, even if it might hurt people’s feelings."
Next time someone says to you, ‘if I were you’, stop them and say ‘well you aren’t’."
"Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. I am kind to everyone; but, when someone is unkind to me, weak is not what you are going to remember about me."
Six Word Short Stories
For sale: baby shoes, never worn.
Machine. Unexpectedly, I’d invented a time
Lie detector eyeglasses perfected: Civilization collapses.
The baby’s blood type? Human, mostly.
-Orson Scott Card
Longed for him. Got him. Shit.
Epitaph: Foolish humans, never escaped Earth.
Oh, that Margaret Atwood. Such a cheeky bint.