To be alive is a responsibility, as well as a right.
Hope and the odds make poor bedfellows.
We have powerful tools: openness, optimism, and the spirit of curiosity. All they have is secrecy and fear. And fear is the great destroyer.[to Rios]
To say you have no choice is a failure of imagination.
The past is written, but the future is left for us to write.
Fear is an incompetent teacher.
Anyone who treats me like a dying man will run the risk of pissing me off. Is that clear?
You might want to point that thing at my head. My heart is solid duritanium.
You have a past. You have a story, just waiting to be claimed.[to Soji]
There’s a difference between killing an attacking enemy and watching a wounded one die.
The dreams are lovely. It’s the waking up that I’m beginning to resent.[Laris: Bad dreams?]
Sitting here, all these years, nursing my offended dignity, writing books of history people prefer to forget. I never asked anything of myself at all. I haven’t been living. I’ve been waiting to die.