“I usually keep my peanuts next to a jar of peanut butter, so they understand what I’m capable of!”

Lucas isn’t unhappy. That’s the secret.

This is when Lucas does something very, very stupid: he tries to be constructive and solve the problem. Any middle manager on the planet could of course have told him that this is a terrible decision, because the truth about problems is that the problem itself is never actually the problem. It’s always the people involved who are the problem.

The board probably consists of several people, but when Lucas opens the door he gets the distinct impression of one single body with many heads. Like a bureaucratic Hydra, a mythological monster in a sweater-vest and ergonomic slippers.

Love isn’t powerful enough. But spite? Spite can change the world.

He has never once asked anyone “What would you like to eat tonight?” and gotten the answer “I can eat anything!” which just happen to be words that never ever in the history of humankind have been uttered by someone who will actually eat any of the FIFTEEN things then suggested to them.

If you ask people what they think, they start thinking, and that’s how wars start.

Have you tried not having to explain to an adult individual how to clean a sink?

It wasn’t even particularly difficult. All he did was to remove the one thing that makes almost all people unhappy: other people.