
The Humans

was the eyes, on Earth, that mattered. You saw the person, and the life inside them, if you saw the eyes.
Matt Haig • The Humans
In every life there is a moment. A crisis. One that says: what I believe is wrong. It happens to everyone, the only difference is how that knowledge changes them.
Matt Haig • The Humans
Two mirrors, opposite and facing each other at perfectly parallel angles, viewing themselves through the other, the view as deep as infinity.
Matt Haig • The Humans
They exist simultaneously in two worlds – the world of appearances and the world of truth. The connecting strands between these worlds take many forms.
Matt Haig • The Humans
Because, yes, sure, God could not exist. But then neither could humans. So, if they believed in themselves – the logic must go – why not believe in something that was only a fraction more unlikely?
Matt Haig • The Humans
How happy is the little stone That rambles in the road alone, And doesn’t care about careers, And exigencies never fears; Whose coat of elemental brown A passing universe put on; And independent as the sun, Associates or glows alone, Fulfilling absolute decree In casual simplicity.
Matt Haig • The Humans
‘Clair de Lune’ by Debussy.
Matt Haig • The Humans
Life, especially human life, was an act of defiance. It was never meant to be, and yet it existed in an incredible number of places across a near-infinite amount of solar systems.
Matt Haig • The Humans
There are no new ingredients in the universe, and humans – however they may look – are made of roughly the same things we are.