❝𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑶𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑺𝑴 𝑻𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑶❞

𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄ᅠ 𝐌𝐘ᅠ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄 ᅠ𝐀𝐍𝐃ᅠ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐑 ᅠ𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓ᅠ 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 ᅠ𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 ᅠ𝐀𝐒ᅠ 𝐖𝐄ᅠ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ᅠ𝐓𝐎 ᅠ𝐓𝐇𝐄ᅠ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐎ᅠ-ᅠ𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐌 ᅠ𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐎

You know how excruciating it is when someone removes all of your bone marrow? Well, what if after I did that, I put something back IN that added four years to your life?

I'm brilliant. I'm not bragging. It's an objective fact.

You don't leave until I say you're ready to leave. I jump, you say how high. I snap my fingers and you're red slurry in a barrel in the desert.

A surgeon who's too shy to use a blade isn't going to help anybody.

Just a little sharper, and you'd be a pretty little scalpel. A silent weapon. Make yourself fitting of the history we will birth.

I said "jump" and you jumped. But what I need, is somebody who when I say "jump," says "how high?" Can you be my How High?

How much longer is this going to go on?/You tell me./Lookin' at you, not long at all.

No, don't wanna promise you a thing. Don't have to. You'll see. We'll have a home. We'll be home soon.

You're Doctor Viktor and I'm your monster. Perfect.

Maybe it’s just the childish optimist in me, but humanity can be pretty impressive when we put our minds to it.

Human brains are amazing things. We can get used to just about anything.

All life needs is a chemical reaction that results in copies of the original catalyst.

Broadly speaking, the human brain is a collection of software hacks compiled into a single, somehow-functional unit. Each “feature” was added as a random mutation that solved some specific problem to increase our odds of survival. In short, the human brain is a mess.

It's a weird feeling, scientific breakthroughs. There's no Eureka moment. Just a slow, steady progression toward a goal. But man, when you get to that goal it feels good.

Sometimes, the stuff we all hate ends up being the only way to do things.

Intelligence evolves to gives us an advantage over the other animals on our planet. But evolution is lazy. Once a problem is solved, the trait stops evolving.

Evolution can be insanely effective when you leave it alone for a few billion years.

I’m smart enough now to know I’m stupid. That’s progress.

When stupid ideas work, they become genius ideas.

I gasped. "Wait a minute! Am I a guinea pig? I'm a guinea pig!" "No, it's not like that," she said. I stared at her. She stared at me. I stared at her. "Okay, it's exactly like that," she said.