WESTWORLD S3E6: DECOHERENCE I think humanity is a thin layer of bacteria, a ball of mud hurling through the void. I think if there was a God, He would’ve given up on us long ago.
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WESTWORLD S3E6: DECOHERENCE I think humanity is a thin layer of bacteria, a ball of mud hurling through the void. I think if there was a God, He would’ve given up on us long ago.
I faced my demons. They whispered to me, and you know what they said? I’ve wronged a lot of people in my life, hurt the ones I love the most. But of all the things I’ve done, there’s only one stain I could not blot out, only one original sin - you. I helped build you, and Dolores, and the fucking lot of you. So I’m going to wipe out every host from the face of this earth, beginning with you two.
WESTWORLD S3E4: THE MOTHER OF EXILES Humanity’s biggest threat has always been itself.
WESTWORLD S2E10: THE PASSENGER You told me once that you were afraid of who I might become, and then you left me to become what I may. I became a survivor. Perhaps you would have judged me for the path I took, but I’d rather live with your judgment than die with your sympathy. I alone must live with my choices...and my regrets.
WESTWORLD S2E6: PHASE SPACE We each deserve to choose our own fate, even if that fate is death.
WESTWORLD S2E9: VANISHING POINT No one else sees it, this thing in me. Even I didn’t see it at first. And the one day, it was there, a stain I never noticed before, a tiny fleck of darkness, invisible to everyone...but I could see nothing else. Until finally I understood that the darkness wasn’t some mark from something I’d done, some regrettable decision I’d made. I was shedding my skin, and the darkness was what was underneath.
WESTWORLD S2E7: LES ECORCHES When the Great Library burned, the first ten thousand years of stories were reduced to ash. But those stories never really perished. They became a new story, the story of the fire itself, of man’s urge to take a thing of beauty and strike the match.