All right, Bub, your fuckin’ head is coming right off.
Do you know you’re all my very best friends?
Jinx put Max in space. Jinx can get Max back.
That’s a lot of fish.
I want to be a jump pilot, and go places.
“What’s it like out there?”
No words to describe it. Poetry! They should’ve sent a poet. So beautiful. So beautiful… I had no idea.
We’ve tried each spinning space mote
And reckoned its true worth
Take us back again to the homes of men
On the cool green hills of Earth.
(note - I didn’t add the caps)
. . . YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES.
“So we can believe the big ones?”
YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.
“They’re not the same at all!”
YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET—Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME…SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED.
“Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what’s the point—”
MY POINT EXACTLY.”
Note: Terry Pratchett’s Discworld is brilliant, but is it science fiction?
On game:
He had the kind of questing eyes that said he hadn’t seen it all yet, and neither had you.
I’m not anyone, I’m just myself; whatever I am, I am something, and now I’m something you can’t help.
Hauser: Howdy, stranger! This is Hauser. If things have gone wrong, I’m talking to myself and you don’t have a wet towel around your head. Now, whatever your name is, get ready for the big surprise. You are not you, you’re me.
Douglas Quaid: [to himself] No shit.
Hauser: All my life, I worked for Mars Intelligence, I did Cohaagen’s dirty work. But then I met someone, a woman. She taught me a few things, like I was playing for the wrong team. All I can do now is make up for it. You see…
[Points to his head]
Hauser: …there’s enough shit in here to fuck Cohaagen good. But if you’re hearing this, it means is that he’s got to me first. Now, here comes the hard part, old buddy. Now it is all up to you.
Douglas Quaid: [displeased] Great…
Hauser: Now, let’s start by getting that bug out of your head.
Looks like love at first sight to me.
Ah. Thought fantasy was included - or was the quote on feeding after midnight not from Gremlins?
I messed up when I quoted from My Little Ponies, but many here are aware I don’t know the difference between six and seven, so I think they kindly overlooked it. 
My God, it’s full of stars!
If such a thing had happened once, it must surely have happened many times in this galaxy of a hundred billion suns.”
There are only three stars on Orion’s belt!
The galaxy is on Orion’s belt.
That’s a big chicken.