In the Lives of Puppets

Forgiving others could be difficult, but forgiving yourself can sometimes feel impossible.

Humanity is awful, angry, and violent. But we are also magical and musical. We dance. We sing. We create. We live and laugh and rage and cry and despair and hope. We are a bundle of contradictions without rhyme or reason. And there is no one like us in all the universe.

What if I wish for impossible things? Then you're doing it right. It always seems impossible when you first start.

happiness comes not from bodily pleasures or wealth or power, but from living a life that's right for your soul

What are the rules? Stick together! Run if we have to. Na dallying! No drilling. And above all else, be brave!

Sometimes, it's the smallest things that can change everything when you least expect it.

Your brain is telling you that you can't, but you don't always have to listen to it.

You were made to bring happiness. You are alive in ways we are not. You are soft and fragile. But you are complex and disturbing and sometimes foolishly brilliant.

Our only flaw is that we've condemned ourselves to spend eternity mimicking that which we deemed unfit to exist.

I'll k-kill you." A big, pink heart appeared on her screen. "I am old enough to be your motherboard. Please do not flirt with me if you do not mean it.

FOR HUMANITY: You kinda suck, but you invented books and music, so the universe will probably keep you around for a little bit longer. You got lucky. This time.

Humans were foolish. Careless. Cruel. But only a few. Most were full of light.

Please do not hold your applause. I need validation.

Because all beings deserve a chance to find out what life could be when they don’t have to serve others.

Be warned, a heart is not like the battery you used to have. It's stong, but fragile. It will ift you up. It will ache without reason. You'll find yourself feeling things you never thought possible. A heart changes everything.

There must be no greater feeling in the world than to know that this isn’t forever.

They judged others for not looking like they did. Selfish, cruel, and worse—indifferent. No civilization can survive indifference. It spreads like a poison, turning fire into apathy, a dire infection whose cure requires more than most are willing to give.

I'm also good." Rambo said. "You seem to be suffering from an intense anxiety disorder. But that is fine. We are all unique. Victor is asexual. Giovanni is old. And I have sociopathic tendencies that manifest themselves in dangerous situations." "Hooray!" Rambo squealed.

You are as you’re supposed to be. I shouldn’t have questioned that. If there was ever perfection in this world, it would be you.

I’ve never been more human.” “Why?” Dad asked. “Because I breathe, but I can’t catch my breath.

What you are feeling now might be considered happiness." "It's terrible," Hap said. "I want to p-punch something.

I shall take the heart, for brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world.

If at first you don't succeed, run as fast as you can/

What is n-normal? Something you will not find here.

Vic closed his eyes, squeezing Hap's lifeless hand as he whispered "What do you do if you've forgotten all you know?" PART 4 YOU START AGAIN FROM THE BEGINNING

She beeped rudely at him. "I have noted in your file that you are refusing medical assistance against my advice. If you die during the night, your surviving family will not be able to bring a lawsuit against me." He laughed wildly. "You're my surviving family." "Oh. Well. Engaging Empathy Protocol. That was very nice of you to say. You are wonderful. Disengaging Empathy Protocol. Idiot. I am going to sleep now. Do not bother me unless you are on fire. Even then, I will do little to help you." She plugged herself in next to Rambo and was silent.

Never forget. It has always been you.

You're a ghost in my head. I want to know why. I want to know you.

No matter what, we stay together. Don't allow them to separate us. We are stronger together than we are apart.

Every test we ran, every simulation, ended with the same result: for the world to survive, humans could not.