“Whatever word you use to describe diving into the deepest part of a human. Take your pick; they're all woefully inadequate, but they're also all we have.”

“Words, words. They're all we have to go on.”

“The humans are dead(I see that they're dead)The humans are dead(I'm glad that they're dead)It had to be done(I've just confirmed that they're dead)So that we can have fuuunThe human's they used,All their human oppression,And put all of us,In a robo-depression, soWe had to shut-their-systems-down.Can't we just talk to the humans,Make up our differences.NO! Because they are deadThe humans are dead...”

“We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams.”

“Words are cold, muddy toads trying to understand sprites dancing in a field-but they're all we have.”

“Whatever, crazy chick who maybe lives here and maybe also breaks into Michael's house when they're all gone. I'm out. Have a nice delusion. -Shayne”