You brought us here for nothing!
Yeah, well… sometimes nothin’ can be a real cool hand.
He played tight, didn’t give a lot of action and always got his money in good, which means he was running the odds. In other words, he was playing poker and the others were gambling. And he won.
There’s just gotta be a place up ahead where men ain’t low-down and poker’s played fair. If there weren’t, what are all the songs about? I’ll see y’all there. And we can sing together and shake our heads over all the meanness in the used-to-be.
What you need to understand is that I don’t care about the game. I don’t care about the rules. I don’t even care about these pathetic souls you keep locked away as a barrier to the prize.
I have compassion for every soul... Except you. I don't like you.
We are the wretched refuse. We’re the underdog. We’re mutts! Here’s proof: his nose is cold!
“I don’t mean to be flippant or to enrage you or anything, but you’re a psychotic man.”
“I know.”
“A very nice psychotic man.”
“Thank you.”
Sometimes even we doctors must face reality.
You’re sorry! Jesus Christ, 88 doctors and all you can tell me with all of your bullshit is…
There are some things man was not meant to know.
What does God need with a starship?
We’ve always defined ourselves by the ability to overcome the impossible. And we count these moments. These moments when we dare to aim higher, to break barriers, to reach for the stars, to make the unknown known.
We are all interested in the future because that is where you and I are going to live the rest of our lives. And remember my friends future events such as these will affect you in the future.
A future in which you don’t ruin our town’s day with one of your crazy science doodly-bopper thingies!
Attention, all fairy tale things.
Freshly caught Cornish pixies.
I love house-elves. My uncle’s a house elf.
So go, stay here and rot. One hundred years is a mere blink in the life of an elf! I’m patient! I can wait!
Ride! Ride to ruin and the world’s ending!