I don’t believe in fairy tales about chakras or energy or the power of belief. There is no such thing as spirit. We are made of matter and nothing more. We are just another tiny, momentary speck within an indifferent universe.
All I need is possible.
Might I offer you some advice? Forget everything that you think you know.[to Stephen]
All things age. All things die. In the end, our sun burns out. Our universe grows cold and perishes. But the Dark Dimension, it’s the place beyond time.
This is the end and the beginning.
Something just can’t be fixed.
It’s not about you.[to Stephen]
I’m fluent in Google Translate.
Come on. Look at your face. Dormammu made you a murderer. Is that how good his kingdom be?[to Kaecilius]
The bill comes to you. Always!
It is Doctor Strange. Not Master Strange. Not Mister Strange. Doctor Strange.
I think I found the problem, Doctor Palmer. You left a bullet in his head.
