Some people have all the luck. I haven't seen many freaky things before coming here, unless... [he hesitates, then shrugs. it's by his exhaustion alone that he's able to speak about something that would normally be a touchy topic like it's not a big deal at all.] ...Unless you'd count loud, annoying forest guardians to be one of them. I wouldn't.

[because, for all of his perceived faults, the Lorax wasn't mean. he wasn't cruel and he didn't lie, and the one time when he did hurt the Once-ler, it was a total accident and he could forgive that. if he thinks about him anymore he's going to start wishing he were here and that's -

stupid. pull yourself together.

...well. it's not important. it never was.]

I know what you mean. A prison's a prison; the white picket fences just make it look nicer than it really is. It's hard to have fun for very long when you're reminded of that every, oh, other day or so.