Saga Vol 1 Quotes

Please, don't go. It's lonely. There's a hole in my head as big as the world and it's so very lonely...

Listen to me, Thorfinn. You have no enemies. No one has any enemies. There is no one that you should hurt.

Yes, of course, the whole idea is utterly inane, but to let its predictable inanities blind you to its truly fabulous and breathtaking aspects is to do both oneself and the genre a disservice.

You have waged bitter and undeclared war upon the green, gutting the rain forests, mile after mile, day after day, but know this: the war has come home! It is man's turn to embrace the scythe.

It's raining in Washington tonight. Plump, warm summer rain that covers the sidewalks with leopard spots. Downtown, elderly ladies carry their houseplants out to set them on the fire-escapes, as if they were infirm relatives or Boy Kings. I like that.

Maybe the world has run out of room for monsters... or maybe... they're just getting harder to recognize.

From now on, conflicts would likely be decided as a clash between one abomination and another, powers against powers. And the victor would devour the loser.

Uglier than death backin' outta the outhouse readin' mad magazine and crazy as a football bat.

Todo sueño, si se sueña demasiado tiempo, se transforma en pesadilla

Sometimes, Nathaniel, friends can be like nice boots on a drowning man.

— Ja t'he dit que no aniria enlloc, no tinguis por. Mentre et faci feliç, em quedaré aquí. […] — Llavors vols dir per sempre.

Obey the rules. Search for the loopholes. Sneer at the guidelines despite being bound by them.

El poder es la destreza de materializar el pensamiento...

I’m starting to wonder if taking hostages was such a good idea.

Do we immerse ourselves in fictional horror as a way of numbing our emotions to it's real-life counterpart ?

Tra gli zombie coi carrelli della spesa c'erano donne, uomini, un ragazzino sui quindici anni e un paio di anziani, di cui uno con una bombola d'ossigeno, che ancora gli penzolava in una sacca portata in spalla. Ho visto alcuni Walmart del New Jersey frequentati da clienti dall'aspetto meno sveglio, e in quei casi si trattava di viventi

God knows the outcome of the play. But I still have to write the lines and live with their consequences on his stage.

I thought I was done…Not until this shit started…

God damn, boy, can you sit down a little harder?

Ha, Ha. Quit being a smart ass. Seriously. You sound dull.

Children are taught that they are all equally unique and irreplaceable. But it isn't hard to find disparities that contradict these familiar maxims.

Incidentally, people say there is a fine line between the brilliant and the insane, but I feel like it’s actually fairly easy to tell them apart. If by the end of a conversation you’re filled with the urge to empty an entire magazine into someone, they’re nuts. If you can hold another amicable conversation with them, they’re brilliant.

- No conselho do ducado (...) diziam que (...) seria a grande guerra que poria fim a todas as guerras. (...) - Filho -disse, por fim, com muita seriedade. - Vê lá bem. Quem está ali, ao balcão, é Evangelina Parr. E é preciso admitir que é de um tamanho respeitável. Ora, é enorme. Mas apesar do seu tamanho, acima de qualquer dúvida, não é uma rameira capaz de pôr fim a todas as rameiras.

Solo hay que pararse de frente a la adversidad o bien armarse de genuina voluntad para permitirnos ver de lo que somos capaces

Como una vez diría el gran sabio matemático “Digamos que existen dos tipos de mentes poéticas: una apta para inventar fábulas y otra dispuesta a creerlas” ¿Pero a cuál realmente pertenecemos los que contamos historias? Será talvez a una especie mixta, pues lo peligroso de forjar una formidable ilusión es terminar creyéndola…

she’d reached the age where if you called yourself old, some people wouldn’t correct you and some people would get mildly offended.

Attn: Service Corps, Imperial Army General Staff Office We guide him always, abandon him never, go where there is no path, never yielding, forever on the battlefield. Everything we do, we do for victory. We seek mages for the worst battlefields, the smallest rewards, days darkened by a forest of swords and hails of bullets, and constant danger with no guarantee of survival. To those who return go the glory and the honor. General Staff Office 601st Formation Committee

Having been thus “straightened out,” Corporals Kurst and Harald became rebellious, but they weren’t disciplined outright—key word outright. After the company commander and the second lieutenant mentioned that they simply couldn’t take care of them on the front lines, the pair was assigned to the rear.

As Tanya gazes at the enemy unit through her binoculars, shells plow the earth right where they were meant to, turning people into fertilizer. In other words, this is the correct way of waging war—taking organic life and rendering it past tense through the use of ammunitions.

paralyze the cities. It was a completely different environment from the age when a single storm could devastate farms, wash people away, and leave entire families destitute. Hence, the gods took care not to intervene more than the humans wanted, and because of that, they were being forgotten. It was essential to encourage mankind’s self-reliance so they could develop higher-order cognition. Yet for the longest time, no one foresaw this would lead to a lack of faith.

Necio es quien a las visiones de los sueños concede crédito y se adentra en el camino de las quimeras. Mas todo aquel que precie de menos los sueños y en nada los tenga, procede también con poco seso. ¿Pues acaso si los sueños no hubieran de tener sentido alguno, nos habrían dotado los dioses de la capacidad de soñar?

Hicimos el amor. Y hablamos. Y nuestras mentiras fueron cada vez más hermosas. Y cada vez más falsas.

Si te van a colgar, pide un vaso de agua. Nunca se sabe qué puede pasar mientras te lo traen.

Lo peligroso de forjar una formidable ilusión es terminar creyéndola

Jenny: Do you mind going back downstairs? Damian: Why? Jenny: Because I don’t want any dead bodies in my bathroom. Damian: ...We don’t have to keep it in here. Jenny: GET OUT!

Damian: So… why are they running? Aria: I don’t know. Damian: Should we run? Aria: Why? Damian: We are outsiders after all. Aria: So? Damian: So we should run to make it look like we didn’t do it. Aria: But we didn’t do it, so what’s the problem? Damian: But they might think differently. Aria: So? Damian: I think we should run. Aria: You go do that, then. Damian: I’m not running. Aria: Why not? Damian: Because you’re not running. Aria: You’re an idiot; you just said we should run. Damian: I changed my mind. Aria: Why? Damian: Because then it would look like we did it and we’re trying to get out of there. Aria: You’re packin’ brains after all. Damian: I’m always packin’. People just don’t look for those qualities anymore. Aria: I do. Damian: Okay, besides you, most bitches look for what else I’m packin’, if you know what I mean. Aria: Ah, must be why you’re considered the disappointment of your clan. Damian: Go fuck yourself! Aria: Just be quiet.