Declared healthy and sent back into the world. My final diagnosis: a recovered borderline. What that means, I still don’t know. Was I ever crazy? Maybe. Or maybe life is.
Let’s face it, darling, you had the…pre-partum crazies. Now you’re gonna rest and you’re gonna get over them. I know this is the worst thing that ever happened to you, but now everything’s gonna be roses.
No way! No way! This is crazy!
He’ll change his mind. I’ll find a way to make him. How much longer can you wait?
They say time is the fire in which we burn. Right now, my time is running out.
Eternity begins in forty-five minutes, Dan.
What we do in life echoes in eternity
Almost at the moment He died, I heard Him say, “Father, forgive them for they know not what they do.”
Truly, this man was the son of God.
Long live God.
“Are you a God?”
“…No.”
“Then… DIIIIIIIIIIIE!”
Please God, NOT this woman.
Alms! Alms! For a desperate woman!
“Alms? Alms for the poor?”
“Arms? You’ve already got arms. It’s money you need.”
Ohh, for God’s sake! He’s got an arm off!
You know who’s going to inherit the Earth? Arms dealers. Because everyone else is too busy killing each other. That’s the secret to survival. Never go to war. Especially with yourself.
Say hello to my little friend.
Ladies and gentlemen, The Revolution.
The war against the machines.
Every time someone tries to win a war before it starts, innocent people die. Every time.