Sometimes, son," my father said, prying my fingers free, "you have to help the heroes along.

I love to do what I do. So, I do work long hours.

At times, it seems to me that to be human is to want that which we cannot have. For some, this is power. For me, it is peace.

Women? Women are like...thunderstorms. They're beautiful to look at, and sometimes they're nice to listen to-but most of the time they're just plain inconvenient.

So, using his pride like a shield against despair, dejection, and-most important— self-pity, Raoden raised his head to stare damnation in the eyes.

God is the creator of all things, right? He is the force that dictates the laws of the universe, and is therefore the ultimate source of ethics. He is absolute morality... We claim to be doing good. But the Lord Ruler - as God - defines what is good. So by opposing him we're actually evil. But since he's doing the wrong thing, does evil actually count as good in this case?

How totally unexpected," he declared, then proceeded to faint from blood loss.