Lessons in Chemistry

by Bonnie Garmus

“Is it possible to teach a dog a human language? I mean the whole thing. English for example.” “No.” “Why?”

Rapidly becoming the best b plot of all time

he’d just learned that English wasn’t the only human language. Elizabeth revealed that there were hundreds, maybe thousands of others, and that no human spoke them all. In fact, most people spoke only one—maybe two—unless they were something called Swiss and spoke eight. No wonder people didn’t understand animals. They could barely understand each other.

“Meaningful?” Phil snapped. “What are you? Amish?

Life’s a mystery, isn’t it? People who try and plan it inevitably end up disappointed.” She nodded. She was a planner. She was disappointed.

but I just hate thinking an animal has given up its life for me. Jesus did that and look what happened to him.

I need evryone to read this book in the Hairspray musical universe

Finally, thanks to my dog, Friday, gone but not forgotten, and the ever-stoic 99. I apologize for every time I said to either one of you, “Just let me finish this paragraph—then we’ll go.”

this made me want to never read or feel ever again btw. jesus christ.