Do a barrel roll!

Hard to see big picture behind the pile of corpses.

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

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

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

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

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

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

You monster!

“Would you kindly…”

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

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

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

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

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

Did I ever tell you the definition of insanity?

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.

“Who wants toast?”

You have died of dysentery.

Look behind you, a Three-Headed Monkey!

It’s fear that gives men wings!

You spoony bard!

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

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

I’m the monster in the closet.

I never asked for this.

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

I pooped right where you’re standing.

“War… War never changes!”

“A man chooses, a slave obeys.”

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

This place was like Baghdad with g-strings.

Nothing is true, everything is permitted.

May you find your worth in the waking world.

The cake is a lie!!!

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

Whenever I smell asphalt, I think of Maureen…

I gotta go meditate. Or masturbate. Or both.

“Nothing is true, everything is permitted.”

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.

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

Stay a while and listen.

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

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

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

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

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

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

You Died!

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

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

And so our story begins.

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

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

“Prepare for unforeseen consequences.”

Look behind you!

Rise if you would. For that is our curse.

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