RICK YANCEY’S THE MONSTRUMOLOGIST / STARTERS
( feel free to change gendered pronouns! )
“ yes, my dear child … monsters are real. i happen to have one hanging in my basement ”
“ it’s a philosophical question. which makes it useless, not stupid ”
“ we are the hunters —— and we are also the bait ”
“ there are times when fear is our truest, sometimes only, friend ”
“ perhaps it is our doom, our human curse, to never really know one another ”
“ i choose to serve the light, even though that bondage often lies in darkness ”
“ monsters, i now know, come in all shapes and sizes, and only their appetite for human flesh defines them ”
“ there is nothing good or bad, but thinking makes it so. there is no morality, but the morality of the moment ”
“ do you know why our race is doomed? it has fallen in love with the pleasant fiction that we are somehow above the very rules that we have determined govern everything else "
“ you invited me here to slay dragons, did you not? well. that’s what i’m trying to do ”
“ there is a reason we call science a discipline! ”
“ i always assumed it owed more to the fact that he didn’t like me ”
“ nothing matters but the truth ”
“ lying is the worst kind of buffoonery ”
“ well, i suppose nearly anything is possible, though some things are much more possible than others! ”
“ they say no one knows the bible better than the devil ”
“ remember, some falsehoods are borne of necessity, not foolishness ”
“ who was he to you? more important, who were you to him? “
“ i told you that you are indispensable to me. do you think i lied? ”
“ you are here — all of us — because we are but part of a plan prepared for the foundations of the earth ”
“ you didn’t really intend to blow his brains out ”
“ i saw the mouth of hell fly open and the spawn of satan spew forth! that is what i saw! ”
“ they are quite literally born to eat us. naturally that fact has caused some tension between our species ”
“ who else will be sacrificed upon the altar of science? ”
“ then exile your guilt and bury your grief. they are dead, and no amount of sorrow or regret will bring them back to you ”
“ you must be my memory. you must bear the burden of my legacy. will you promise that all will not have been in vain? ”
