Come up with something or… or I’ll never talk to you again.[to Crowley]
Sometimes, despite everything, peace breaks out. People get tired of fighting, and pain, and death, and are willing to start all over again.
It’s not that bad when you get used to it.[Aziraphale: Well, I’ll be damned.]
If you’ve got to go, then go with style!
Evil always contains the seeds of its own destruction. No matter how well-planned, how foolproof an evil plan, no matter how apparently successful it may seem upon the way, in the end it will founder on the rocks of iniquity and vanish.
Everyone stretches the truth a bit in memos to head office.
As methods of human communication go, the human wink is quite versatile.
If we don’t find him, it’ll be the war to end everything.
There aren’t any right people. There’s just God, moving in mysterious ways and not talking to any of us![Aziraphale: I’m quite sure if I can just reach the right people, then I can get all this sorted out.]
