It’s not the fall that kills you, it’s the sudden stop at the bottom.

And so our story begins.

In a world without gold, we could have been heroes.

Well done. Here are the test results: You are a horrible person. I’m serious, that’s what it says: “A horrible person.”

You spoony bard!

I don’t need an army, I’ve got a Krogan

Do you think love can bloom, even on a battlefield?

This place was like Baghdad with g-strings.

I’m the monster in the closet.

I’m looking for a place where sailors hang out.

Like all the bad things in my life, it started with the death of a woman.

I gotta go meditate. Or masturbate. Or both.

Oh. Hi. So. How are you holding up? BECAUSE I’M A POTATO.

I uh, don’t have any bullets. You gonna give me bullets? Are there bullets up there? Where do I get my gun?

You have died of dysentery.

“That was too close, you were almost a Jill sandwich.”

“The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world.”

You know I never really thought about it, Rico but there’s a difference between you LOOK and you SEE. You look at Medici, she’s beautiful. She’s a jewel in the sun. But you see Medici, she’s completely rotten.

“Prepare for unforeseen consequences.”

I’ll relinquish one bullet. Where do you want it?

Nothing is true, everything is permitted.

Whenever I smell asphalt, I think of Maureen…

The cake is a lie!!!

It’s fear that gives men wings!

“War… War never changes!”

I was an adventurer like you, then I took an arrow in the knee.

I don’t have time to explain why I don’t have time to explain.

Look behind you!

I’m no hero. Never was, never will be. I’m just an old killer, hired to do some wet work.

Look at you, soaring through the air like an eagle… piloting a blimp.

This town had more smoke and mirrors than a strip club locker room.

Look behind you, a Three-Headed Monkey!

“Nothing is true, everything is permitted.”

Hard to see big picture behind the pile of corpses.

“Wake up Mr Freeman, Wake up and.. Smell the Ashes.”

Clickity click click. Right on the money. Shootin’ blanks every time. All the time.

Did I ever tell you the definition of insanity?

Do a barrel roll!

Rise if you would. For that is our curse.

“We all make choices, but in the end, our choices… make… us.”

It’s like pornography or the perfect turd, I can’t describe it, but I’ll know it when I see it.

Your face, your ass – what’s the difference?

That reminds me of the first shotgun I got when I was a kid, I was the happiest 4 year old in the county.

Thank you Mario! But our Princess is in another castle!

“Who wants toast?”

Go for the eyes, Boo. Go for the eyes.

Life, dreams, hope, where do they come from? And where do they go? Such meaningless things, I’ll destroy them all!

You Died!

“Would you kindly…”

You monster!

I’d been sitting at the bar for three hours, or five years depending on the way you looked at things.

“A man chooses, a slave obeys.”

“I had a permanent constipated grimace on my face. I was revenge personified.”

I pooped right where you’re standing.

May you find your worth in the waking world.

I never asked for this.

You are all things, Revan… and yet you are nothing. In the end, you belong to neither the light nor the darkness. You will forever stand alone.

Stay a while and listen.