i’m afraid that this could be the best thing that ever happened to me, and if it doesn’t make me as happy as i’m supposed to be, that means i’m a lost cause.

that’s not all that was beneath him! gay joke. sorry. i’m better than that.

it’s a weird thing to feel at 54 years old, that for the first time in your life your mother sees you. it’s an odd realisation that that’s the thing that you’ve been missing, the only thing you wanted all along; to be seen.

i’m sorry, mother. you’re not a huge bitch.. you were a huge bitch. and now you’re dead.

i’m not gonna feel better, and i’m not gonna be your prop so you can feel better.

the only thing now is just to keep living forward.

you never get a happy ending, ‘cause there’s always more show. i guess until there isn’t.

what are they talking about right now? probably you and what a dumb piece of trash you are, you fat sack of idiot.

so, it turns out men love safe spaces for women even more than women do!

i, famous celebrity bojack horseman, have an announcement. i’m gonna have to ask you to drop all charges against my friends on account of me being a celebrity.

what’s that old expression about how the show must go on? oh, right it’s 'don’t be an idiot.'

who made up that rule? i helped people. who cares if it made me feel good too?

nothing’s changed. so how am i supposed to?

it happened again. why do i keep thinking things will make me happy? what is wrong with me?

oh my god. i’m the problem!

okay, enough me being a great mom. i’m gonna go hide your father’s heart medication.

well, guess i’ll just give up forever!

the only thing that matters is right now, this moment, this one spectacular moment we are sharing together. right, sarah lynn? sarah lynn? sarah lynn..?

are you kidding? i’m sarah freaking lynn. i’m gonna be sexy forever!

you think i just wanna mope around in a shrine to the past, getting off on my own guilt, while the rest of my life passes me by? pathetic, much?