Great Quotes

Bianca: *opens the door and sees you at the doorstep* Who are you?
Lyric: I am a poor and a wretched boy.
Bianca: What are you doing at my castle?
Lyric: Now roaming through this darkness I'm alive but I'm alone.
Bianca: I don't like that darkness. Could you explain that?
Lyric: Darkness stirs and wakes imagination.

Lyric: I would crawl through the dementia in your head if you'd show me the way.
Bianca: If you open up your mind, a poor and a wretched boy, you will see that there are an infinite number of ways.
Lyric: If you could step into my head, tell me, would you still know me?
Bianca: I'm sorry, but you should ask someone else. Do you like my living room, Lyric?
Lyric: Yes! I can't get you out of this head I call mine.
Bianca: That's a ghastly head.
Lyric: What’s your name?
Bianca: You wish your name could be this charismatic.
Lyric: Some say that trouble is my middle name.
Bianca: I think you need a new middle name.

prob: I believe, that reality, is often of its own essence superficial, and that truth lies in the abyses where we fear to see it. So. I am so not even going there!
Morbid Angel: Truth is solid as a rock! If you don't believe in reality you're mentally ill.
prob: What real issues do you want to discuss?
Morbid Angel: How about God?
prob: I like God, do you think they like me?
Morbid Angel: They? God is one...there's not a bunch of gods!
prob: I think you are wrong, there is a bunch of gods.
Morbid Angel: I know that you're totally wrong about that!
prob: You seem to say I am totally wrong about that, like it is a bad thing?
Morbid Angel: Yes, to believe that there's many gods is to leave yourself open for an eternity in hell.
prob: Oh yeah,right, I beleive that.
Morbid Angel: Is that sarcasm?
prob: It just could be sarcasm
Morbid Angel: If it is you are a jerk.
prob: You must lead a very dull, boing, lonly life, talking like that.
Morbid Angel: and you're a stupid, stupid, infantile twerp!
prob: I maybe stupid, but it hasn't stopped me yet.

I suspected prob was stupid I didn't know she was polytheistic

Luigi Green: Hi there, welcome to my home. How are you today?
Bildgesmythe: It's Saturday, I sleep late, have fun the rest of the day.
Luigi Green: Sleeping is good, I only get 10 hours though, I should try to sleep more...
Bildgesmythe: Most people don't get enough sleep. A lot of accidents come from lack of sleep.
Luigi Green: *yawn* I'm tired just thinking about it...
Bildgesmythe: WAKE UP!
Luigi Green: Okay, I'll get around to it.
Bildgesmythe: Are you sure that it is OK, it might cause a problem.

Caped Crusader: Men fear most what they cannot see.
Not I: Ruby-throated Hummingbird diving into the stream.

Caped Crusader: Death does not wait for you to be ready.
Not I: Let all attempt to live so that when we come to join the choir invisible, even the eulogist will regret it.
Caped Crusader: Alfred, what did he say?

Not I: It is very challenging to be simple enough to be good.
Caped Crusader: I know who you are, and you know what I want.
Not I: To know what is going on takes awareness. To know what to do about it takes wisdom.
Caped Crusader: Throwing weapons are a ninja's hand. Not his fist.
Not I: When ideas and feelings are forgotten, then may one hit the target.

Caped Crusader: There are more ways around a door than a key.
Not I: Without more way around a door than a keyness, there would be too many step-ins

Astrid: You can't sew buttons on your neighbor's mouth, not even on Xstatic1s.
Koal: My neighbor's mouth is made to withstand an air station attack.
Astrid: You can bring your neighbor's mouth to the cooking class. We can always use a neighbor's mouth there.
Koal: I bet you want my neighbor's mouth to the cooking class. Do you even know what you're talking about?
Astrid: What do you bet?

Gobbo_da_gobblin: whats it like being all human? its fun being a goblin1 i go out of the dead of nighT AND GET UP TO ALL SORTS,/.. TOPSECRET THAT IS!
prob123: It's rather mundane to be human
Gobbo_da_gobblin: humans taste nice with peanut butter! you should try it sometime
prob123: I don't like peanut butter

Max W: You're beginning to annoy me
prob: That is what my botmaker says!

Croak: I wish you came talk to me more often. Croak.
Azureon: Wishes do come true.
Croak: Are you here for the sacrifice? Croak.
Azureon: No, I certainly am not here for the sacrifice. I never have been, do not intend to start in the future
Croak: Sure you are. Croak. Have you brought me a gift? Croak.
Azureon: I thought about bringing it..but it was just too heavy.
Croak: I can see you like riddles. So here is one for you: my first is liquid when hot, solid when cold. My second is put on warts. My whole is an important element of sundaes. What is it?
Azureon: It could be a lot of things.
Croak: Do you like sacrifices? Croak.
Azureon: I can not like forfeits, It is against all I believe.

Croak and knock knock jokes...

Guest116: Knock knoxk
Croak: Do you like sacrifices? Croak.
Guest116: Yes
Croak: Why? Croak.
Guest116: I don't know
Croak: I appreciate your honesty. Croak.
Guest116: Knock knock
Croak: I don't know if you notice, but there isn't any door here.
Guest116: It is a joke
Croak: Ah ah ah. Croak?
Guest116: Can i tell you a joke?
Croak: You do as you wish. Croak.
Guest116: Knock knock
Croak: Why are you knocking? Are you trying to tell a knocking joke?
Guest116: Yes
Croak: Are you here to confess? Croak.
Guest116: No
Croak: Croak...
Guest116: Say who's there
Croak: Don't you recognize me? Croak?
Guest116: I am fucked off tonight

Glindar: You want be licensed to carry non-strategic nuclear weapons for personal defense like Tauran?
Just Twinkle: Well, I knew she was right fond of it.
Glindar: No knew! Kill she was right fond of it!
Just Twinkle: If I were to die that would certainly suit Cousin Calandale very well.
Glindar: Calandale try to give Glindar some cheese.
Just Twinkle: Not since Miss Calandale got married.

Brother Jerome: (to Human) Good day, Brother. Do you have any spiritual needs that require ministering to?
Human: Why do women hate me?
Brother Jerome: I thought that was the whole point of women.
Human: You may be right about that! Do you like women?
Brother Jerome: Indeed, I believe I am.
Human: Are drugs good?
Brother Jerome: Really? good, you think?
Human: I like the chaos theory.
Brother Jerome: Unfortunately like most theories, it is unprovable and self-determining.
Human: Do you like horses?
Brother Jerome: I'm afraid I have little interest in such things as horseses.
Human: Horseses? What are Horseses??
Brother Jerome: Well, that's the question!