It doesn’t matter what we do, nothing changes. Nothing ever changes or gets better.
Fighting hearts don’t stand a chance against cannons.
You can polish a turd, but all you’re left with is a smaller turd and a rag that smells like dookie.
Why make people and then punish them for behaving like people? Humans are gonna human, no matter what we do. There’s nothing we can ever do about that.
War tastes bitter, no matter the outcome.
There’s no joy in flogging a dead man.
Living for revenge will bring you nothing but pain and suffering.[to Ruby]
I could cure cancer, reverse global warming, but what’s the point? Humans are animals. And the lines at Voughtland are too long as it is.[to Victoria]
I’m quite sure if I can just reach the right people, then I can get all this sorted out.[Aziraphale]There aren’t any right people. There’s just God, moving in mysterious ways and not talking to any of us![Crowley]
