This whole time you had me thinking I was broken. But I wasn’t. I’m not. I was just… I was adapting.
The world is changing. We cannot stand behind these walls and pretend we still have control. The only thing we have control over is what we do.
Sometimes you got to ride the horse in the direction it’s facing.
In life, change is inevitable. But there’s the kind we endure, and there’s the kind we make.
I know you’re a reporter.[Angela Bishop]I’m not a reporter. I’m a podcaster. Print is dead.[Molly Park]
I was worried before because I’ve never seen your father so badly hurt, but taking on aliens in another dimension? That’s just Tuesday.
I know that a sheet of paper is not made to fly, but sometimes we have to adjust our expectations to bend and reshape ourselves.
Don’t worry about limping pigeons. Over time, they’ve developed the ability to fake ankle injuries to get more bread from people. It’s sad. It used to be such a proud bird.[to Liv]
You want to win, you turn your enemy’s tactics against them.
You do your best. And sometimes, your best falls short, and when it does, you find a way to do good.
You can’t break men like Harry. They’re already broken, just in the right shape.[to Gina]
You are a vault dweller. But if you’re going to survive up here, you need to start acting like a surface dweller.[to Lucy]
