I suppose — in the last resort — you trust life — or you don't. Well — I don't. There's something malicious... corrupt... cruel... at the heart of it. We don't belong. We're a mistake.
I Have Been Here Before, Act II.
I suppose — in the last resort — you trust life — or you don't. Well — I don't. There's something malicious... corrupt... cruel... at the heart of it. We don't belong. We're a mistake.
I Have Been Here Before, Act II.