In the Lives of Puppets

by T.J. Klune

“That’s it. Simple, isn’t it? We were thinking too big, too grand. Sometimes, it’s the smallest things that can change everything when you least expect it.”

But happiness isn’t something that can be sustained continuously, not without something to keep the fire burning.”

“Interesting,” Nurse Ratched said. “Why is it that males do not accept no for an answer?” “We’re idiots,” Rambo said.

Humanity is awful, angry, and violent. But we are also magical and musical. We dance. We sing. We create. We live and laugh and rage and cry and despair and hope. We are a bundle of contradictions without rhyme or reason. And there is no one like us in all the universe. Don’t you think we should make the most of it?