I may have lost my hand, but you lost your sense of direction.[to Daryl]
I like the way you call bull****, Sasha. I believe I’d like to get to know you a whole lot better.
I just met them, so I don’t know how old they are, but who cares? If you’re alive in the apocalypse, you’re like 150 years old anyway.
I get why you did it. Why you took it. You were thinking about someone else. That’s why I can’t.[to Dwight]
I found my peace when I decided to never kill again. To never kill anything again.
I don’t want to be afraid of being alive.
I don’t take chances anymore.
I didn’t ask for this. I killed my best friend for you people.
I can’t love anyone because I can’t kill for anyone.
I am indeed a smarty pants.
Hey! Y’all be more polite to a man with a gun! Huh? Ah! Only common sense.
Hey, you. Dumbass. Hey, you in the tank. Cozy in there?
