“Science tells us we are merely beasts, but we don't feel like that. We feel like angels trapped inside the bodies of beasts, forever craving transcendence.”

“Hell, yes," Dev says, sitting up now. "Don't get me wrong - we're totally going to make the beast with two backs tonight. But if we do it right, it's going to feel like holding hands.”

“In relationships, we deeply crave to be with someone who understands how we feel, but we don't even take the time to understand how we feel.”

“We do not know what things look like.
We know what things are like. It must be a very limiting thing, this seeing. -Aunt Beast”

“… but it doesn't feel crazy to us.
It feels like what we do.”

“But it would be enough that, when riding beasts, they behave like men and not like beasts.”

“The ape, vilest of beasts, how like to us!”
Simia quam similis turpissima bestia nobis!

“What can we know? What are we all? Poor silly half-brained things peering out at the infinite, with the aspirations of angels and the instincts of beasts.”

“What an ugly beast is the ape, and how like us.”

“Love is the most dangerous craving of all, if you ask me. It turns us into people we aren't. It makes us feel like hell, and makes us walk on water. It ruins us for anything else.”