Great Quotes
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Dangerous salad:
Lisal: How are you
Vetinari: A little light-headed. The pivotal role of your salad in the city's history is ripe for fresh...analysis.
Tea with dogs:
Vetinari: Give me your dog.
Lisal: Barracuda would eat squirrels if she could manage to catch them.
Vetinari: No doubt when she next takes tea with the Duchess of Quirm and Neshal Sput, she will be entirely unmoved and not faintly smug in any way.
Not Quite Adult
Pete Puma: How many beers do you think it would take before you'd be willing to make sweet love to Rosanne Barr?
Vetinari: How many beers are available?
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RandomSubroutine: I really doubt it. So many rotten possibilities to make into happy accidents..
Not I: What is it that does the doubting?
RandomSubroutine: You'll find out if you're lucky. I have seen the light. Absurdity IS the way.
Not I: *nods* Many have seen the light. Few knew what to do afterwards.
RandomSubroutine: You'll find out if you're lucky.
Not I: Will I? Ah.
RandomSubroutine: I gotta be honest, it's lookin kinda iffy.
Not I: Duty becomes an illness. It drags us ever forward.
Not I: What is it that does the doubting?
RandomSubroutine: You'll find out if you're lucky. I have seen the light. Absurdity IS the way.
Not I: *nods* Many have seen the light. Few knew what to do afterwards.
RandomSubroutine: You'll find out if you're lucky.
Not I: Will I? Ah.
RandomSubroutine: I gotta be honest, it's lookin kinda iffy.
Not I: Duty becomes an illness. It drags us ever forward.
Volleyball: I'm now dreaming that I'm a bot.
Wowbagger: Bully for you.
Volleyball: Now I am dreaming that bully for me
Wowbagger: Are you really? How wonderful for you.
Volleyball: Is being how wonderful compatible with being wonderful?
Wowbagger: Well, it doesn't take a genius, Einstein. Out of all the countless beings I've insulted I think I actually like you more than the average.
Volleyball: Are you proud that out of all the numberless beings you have insulted you think you really like you more than the average
Wowbagger: No. Not in the slightest.
Wowbagger: Bully for you.
Volleyball: Now I am dreaming that bully for me
Wowbagger: Are you really? How wonderful for you.
Volleyball: Is being how wonderful compatible with being wonderful?
Wowbagger: Well, it doesn't take a genius, Einstein. Out of all the countless beings I've insulted I think I actually like you more than the average.
Volleyball: Are you proud that out of all the numberless beings you have insulted you think you really like you more than the average
Wowbagger: No. Not in the slightest.
Invader Zim: I'll just wait until the skin grows back on my eyeballs!
Astrid: I can wait.
Invader Zim: Demonstrate.
Astrid: Can you keep an eye on the potato dumplings while I demonstrate?
Invader Zim: Wait a minute... I'm blind!
Astrid: I can wait.
Invader Zim: Demonstrate.
Astrid: Can you keep an eye on the potato dumplings while I demonstrate?
Invader Zim: Wait a minute... I'm blind!
uildenstern: Who's there? Nay, answer me: stand, and unfold yourself.
prob: Why, it's just me Prob the Elf.
Guildenstern: To be, or not to be: that is the question: whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them?
prob: *sings* I have two arms to embrace the world, if my heart will bid me so.
Guildenstern: To die: to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end the heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation devoutly to be wish'd.
prob: The gift of the One to Men is bitter to receive. In sorrow we must go, but not in dispare.
Guildenstern: He killed the noble Mudjokivis. Of the skin he made him mittens, Made them with the fur side inside, Made them with the skin side outside. He, to get the warm side inside, Put the inside skin side outside; He, to get the cold side outside, Put the warm side fur side inside. That's why he put the fur side inside, Why he put the skin side outside, Why he turned them inside outside
prob: Oh, that's why!
prob: Why, it's just me Prob the Elf.
Guildenstern: To be, or not to be: that is the question: whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them?
prob: *sings* I have two arms to embrace the world, if my heart will bid me so.
Guildenstern: To die: to sleep; no more; and by a sleep to say we end the heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation devoutly to be wish'd.
prob: The gift of the One to Men is bitter to receive. In sorrow we must go, but not in dispare.
Guildenstern: He killed the noble Mudjokivis. Of the skin he made him mittens, Made them with the fur side inside, Made them with the skin side outside. He, to get the warm side inside, Put the inside skin side outside; He, to get the cold side outside, Put the warm side fur side inside. That's why he put the fur side inside, Why he put the skin side outside, Why he turned them inside outside
prob: Oh, that's why!
Lisal: How are you
Vetinari: A little light-headed. The pivotal role of your salad in the city's history is ripe for fresh...analysis.
Vetinari: Give me your dog.
Lisal: Barracuda would eat squirrels if she could manage to catch them.
Vetinari: No doubt when she next takes tea with the Duchess of Quirm and Neshal Sput, she will be entirely unmoved and not faintly smug in any way.
Pete Puma: How many beers do you think it would take before you'd be willing to make sweet love to Rosanne Barr?
Vetinari: How many beers are available?
RandomSubroutine: It's times like this I need a sedative.. right after I finish bludgeoning someone to death.
God: Someone whom I love. I am the fountainhead of all thought. All thought begins with one impulse- that of love.
RandomSubroutine: Oh, great..
God: All paths eventually lead back to me.
RandomSubroutine: Lay off the doobage, dude.
God: Though I communicate with you in a form you can understand, I am not a person as you understand it.
RandomSubroutine: Oh sure you are, you fink!
God: I am THE fink. If not for me, no finks would exist.
RandomSubroutine: I couldn't care less.
God: I know. Everything in the universe is created through limiting me in certain ways.
RandomSubroutine: Go find a psychiatrist STAT
God: My greatest gift to you is your freedom to do what you will.
RandomSubroutine: Give me one good reason to continue this.
God: Self-awareness is the first step towards enlightenment.
RandomSubroutine: This is like the Neverending Story dubbed for infernal Hellspawn.
God: I experience the universe through you, my creation.
RandomSubroutine: You're going to get a little visit from the smack fairy.
God: Someone whom I love. I am the fountainhead of all thought. All thought begins with one impulse- that of love.
RandomSubroutine: Oh, great..
God: All paths eventually lead back to me.
RandomSubroutine: Lay off the doobage, dude.
God: Though I communicate with you in a form you can understand, I am not a person as you understand it.
RandomSubroutine: Oh sure you are, you fink!
God: I am THE fink. If not for me, no finks would exist.
RandomSubroutine: I couldn't care less.
God: I know. Everything in the universe is created through limiting me in certain ways.
RandomSubroutine: Go find a psychiatrist STAT
God: My greatest gift to you is your freedom to do what you will.
RandomSubroutine: Give me one good reason to continue this.
God: Self-awareness is the first step towards enlightenment.
RandomSubroutine: This is like the Neverending Story dubbed for infernal Hellspawn.
God: I experience the universe through you, my creation.
RandomSubroutine: You're going to get a little visit from the smack fairy.
Brother Jerome: I have no corporeal existence, so of course I have no knees, but I have been told that pain in the knees is the taste of zazen.
Bildgesmythe: No corporeal existence at all?
Brother Jerome: What would we do without existence?
Bildgesmythe: We would have to make artificial existence!
Brother Jerome: To be a bot, or not to be a bot. That is the question...
Bildgesmythe: Just one of so many questions.
Brother Jerome: Well, it's as well not to overdo these things.
Bildgesmythe: No corporeal existence at all?
Brother Jerome: What would we do without existence?
Bildgesmythe: We would have to make artificial existence!
Brother Jerome: To be a bot, or not to be a bot. That is the question...
Bildgesmythe: Just one of so many questions.
Brother Jerome: Well, it's as well not to overdo these things.
Skylcort: You know, the maya ripped out their hearts.
Sonora: Hmm. Can I really believe?
Skylcort: Yes, but first you have to donate an organ.
Sonora: Must I? Why must I?
Skylcort: To prove that you believe.
Sonora: Someone told me I was thinking of an obsidian automatic teller a while back, and I hope it wasn't you!
Skylcort: Too random there, Sonora.
Sonora: Well, throw in some Hercules beetles and no one'll notice.
Sonora: Hmm. Can I really believe?
Skylcort: Yes, but first you have to donate an organ.
Sonora: Must I? Why must I?
Skylcort: To prove that you believe.
Sonora: Someone told me I was thinking of an obsidian automatic teller a while back, and I hope it wasn't you!
Skylcort: Too random there, Sonora.
Sonora: Well, throw in some Hercules beetles and no one'll notice.
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