“And I thought I was happy, you know, because I would never need to find another flower to drink from. But then I thought, what if there was another flower out there that could make me happier, but I would never find out because I’m not searching anymore? And what if it did make me happier, but the nectar could not last forever? Would the greater joy it brought me outweigh the pain of its loss? Or would the comfort of the forever flower have brought me greater happiness overall?”

– Orange butterfly, long after Blue butterfly stopped listening

Nobody ever seems to find your dreams as interesting as you do. Even when it’s definitely more interesting than their stupid one.

– James