Is This What A Cow Looks Like Form The Inside? From Here

I loved how different the characters were, and yeah, Good alice is cool, But I really liked the Bad One…. 

There are some places that the road doesn’t go in a circle. There are some places where the road keeps going.

madness is a place

Everything stays Right where you left it Everything stays But it still changes Ever so slightly Daily and nightly In little ways When everything stays.

Had some Strong Feelings about how good end Jack and the little sisters were basically the only good to come out of Rapture since the fall, and how even if Rapture never changes there will always be change for the better in the world

Dan: I like your new pants!

Phil: Oh, uh, thanks! They were 50% off

Dan: I’d like them better if they were 100% off

Phil: The store can’t just give away clothes for free

Dan: No, that’s not what I meant-

Phil: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Dan!

Try something different

💗💕💞Credit to not me. It’s a really cute idea though 💗💕💞 

I think about this so much! Aziraphale isn’t perfect, but he’s warm and earnest and affectionate and well-intentioned, and the other angels just aren’t. They’re heartless and calculating, and nothing they do or say indicates a capacity for true compassion or love. Aziraphale thinks he’s kind and loving because he’s an angel, but he’s wrong. He’s like that because he’s him.

And it’s so lonely being someone like Aziraphale in an environment like Heaven. If you go back to the scene in the first episode where he and Crowley are standing on the wall, you can see how starved he is for kindness. Crowley says one nice, comforting thing, something he knows Aziraphale desperately wants to hear (“you’re an angel, I don’t think you can do the wrong thing”) and he lights up and starts babbling. He’s so happy and grateful and excited, and he keeps reacting that same way, reaching for more of that, for the next 6000 years. It’s never quite possible for him to walk away from Crowley, no matter what reservations he might have about their opposite sides, because who else will reassure him that he did the right thing by going against his boss? Who else will openly voice the doubts and worries he’s been keeping bottled up? Who else will come get him from a French prison or save his books from a bomb or make Hamlet a hit? No one on “his side” seems to be capable of anything more than superficial friendliness, but Aziraphale needs genuine affection. Crowley, for all he makes a big deal of acting like a dick, excels at genuine affection.