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"Dovie'andi se tovya sagain."
(It's time to toss the dice.)

"God made man in His own image. But what if that included His rage, and His spite, and His indifference, and His cruelty? God created all of us, we are all God's children but... God's a bit of a bastard... isn't he? Look at us: covered in other people's blood, talking about morality."

"He's a 116 year old *mass murderer* ... not a fucking gerbil!" ... Not Mitchell, but George's girlfriend to George, about Mitchell.

"Look. You just spread the word, OK. I want everyone there."
"Just leave it to me. I've got most of them on my Twitter feed, so..." ... Vampires are well-organised these days.

"What? There's no vampires in London?"
"Yeah, but their head guy and I don't, erm... I sort of killed his Mum."

"There must be some other reason for chatting you up, like access to drugs."
"She's a doctor! She can steal her own drugs."
"Ah, so she's on drugs. That makes perfect sense."
"You see, it's pep talks like this I'm really going to miss."

"One of the times I tried to properly quit drinking blood, I was living with this vampire, Carl. And he helped me. He's been clean for, what-- I don't know-- twenty years now--"
"You... um, sorry. You lived with someone... before me?"
"...What? Yeah, lots of people."
"But-- Who?!"
"Vampires? People-people, I don't know!"
"Peo-- oh, well, that's it."
"Oh, god. Don't get all--"
"What? What?"
"You! Don't get all you about this. Of course I've lived with other people. You think I've spent the past hundred years waiting for you and your... three different kinds of upholstery cleaner to show up?!"

"As my best friend so 'kindly' pointed out to me this morning, I don't have a girlfriend, all my family are dead, and I mop up puke and pee and shit for five quid an hour. So, much as I sympathise, if we're comparing isolation and disappointment I think I win."

"Did you just call me deadly furniture?"

"The disembodied spirit of a dead woman is getting a job in the service industry. What could possibly go wrong?"

"The pub? That's the job you've always wanted? Jesus, aim for the stars..."

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"I’m no lord. I’ve more respect for myself than that."

"Don’t you just hate nights like that, when you think over every mistake you’ve made, every hurt you’ve received, every bit of meanness you’ve dealt out? There’s no profit in it, no point to it, and you need sleep."

"My gran had always told me that a woman--any woman worth her salt--could do whatever she had to."

"It was time to pull my moral socks up and behave myself."

"I want to be first. I know that’s selfish, and maybe unattainable, and maybe shallow. But I just want to come first with someone. If that’s wrong of me, so be it. I’ll be wrong. But that’s the way I feel.”

"For awhile I taped soap operas and watched them at night when I thought I might be forgetting what it was like to be human. After a while I stopped, because from the examples I saw on those shows, forgetting humanity was a good thing."

"Everyone thinks I'm crazy, you know, because I can't tell them the truth; which is that I'm driven crazy by all these thoughts, all these heads."

"I wish," I said, "I could save orgasms in a jar for when i need them, because I think I had a few extra."

...what, all the others were like, serious and important. WE MUST ACKNOWLEDGE THAT ALMOST ALL OF THESE BOOKS ARE LIKE 68% SOOKIE BANGING THE SUPERNATURAL.

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WOW, dude, that last one is all kinds of special. <3 <3 <3

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Speaking of Derek…and I’d really rather not…had I forgotten what he could be like? No, I’d just forgotten what it felt like to be on the receiving end. Between him and Tori, at least I’d come out of this with a thicker skin. Or lose every ounce of self-confidence I had.

***

When I let out a whimper, it stopped and tried to hold its head upright, skull swaying from side to side, eye sockets searching blindly, jaws opening with a guttural gah-gah-gah.

I let out a bona fide “Scream Queen” shriek that rang through the room.

***

“Like I didn’t know I could raise the dead in my sleep. But did I chew you out? Did I even mention how close I came to getting caught because I stayed to help?”

He looked away, jaw working, then said, “I tried to help you, too. And got this.” He gestured to the scratch on his cheek.

“Because I woke up with a guy pinning me to the floor! I know you were trying to keep me from seeing that zombie crawling on me. A good plan, poorly executed. Then you totally lost patience and kept barking orders.”

***

“Because I’m not going to slink away, Derek. If I’m too much of an inconvenience to keep around, then at least have the guts to tell me to get lost.”

Elizabeth: "There will come a moment when you will have a chance to show it. To do the right thing."
Jack: "I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by."

"Well, pumpkins, it comes down to that age-old decision: style... or... substance?"

"I think tomorrow is a "Say Something" hat day."

"You know, pumpkins? Sometimes it just takes a fairy."

"Yes you will start off a mere boy in a dress, but by the time we are done with this crusade your Auntie Vida and your Auntie Noxee will give you the outrageous outlook and indomitable spirit that it will take to make you a full-fledged Drag Queen."

"Look, Miss Julie Newmar has been watching silently over this entire conversation. And look at her, vintage Miss Julie. She is the perfect, the ultimate... oh! Try to describe her and not use the word "statuesque". Oh, Miss Julie, you are statuesque and you were the only Catwoman."

"Oh, sweet pea. Now, you listen to your Auntie Vida. I want you to believe in yourself, imagine good things and moisturize, I cannot stress this enough."

"Ladies! Will you please shut it? Listen to me. Yes, I lied to you. No, I don't love you. Of course it makes you look fat. I've never been to Brussels. It is pronounced 'egreeeeegious'. By the way, no, I've never met Pizzaro but I love his pies. And all of this pales to utter insignificance in light of the fact that my ship is once again gone. Savvy?"

Omg and this one isn't said by Sookie, but about her and by my favorite character, and I kinda can't wait to do the canon catchup in which it is said*:

"Angelic Sookie, vision of love and beauty, I am prostrate that the wicked evil maenad violated your smooth and voluptuous body in an attempt to deliver a message to me.”

*it won't be until like...fall.

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"Again, it's irrational that you say bad things about my soup, but go ahead. Vent."

"Hey, Lacey, what kind of dance is this guy doing? Is it a kickstep or a jig?"
"It's called 'I broke my neck and now I'm gonna sue Lacey because Hank moved my sign.'

. . . Shuffle."

"It's hard for me, a Jew, to stay in the moment. Without the past, where is the guilt? And without the future, where is the dread? And without guilt and dread, who am I?"

Josh: "What is this thing?"
Gasper: "It's a Yeti. An abominable snowman."
Biff: "This is what happens when you fuck a sheep?"
Josh: "Not an abomination, abominable."

I heart you and will be spamming this all day.

Jaina: "Think about what you have accomplished. You've saved lives. You've maintained the honor of the Fel family name and brought it into a new generation. And you've shot a deputy minister in the foot."
Jag: "Couldn't let that one go, could you?"
Jaina: "You could start a whole new Imperial custom. 'Dance, fool, dance!' Zap, zap, zap! 'Ow, my toe!'"

I'm not gonna lie, I maybe did this entirely so you could quote that one.

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"All right, then," Black said, without taking his eyes off the rat. "Tell them whatever you like. But make it quick, Remus. I want to commit the murder I was imprisoned for..."

"Boy oh boy, the price of freedom is steep..."

"Well, I guess I'm not normal."

"So what if it looks hopeless? If it were me, I still wouldn't give up. Embrace your dreams. And, whatever happens, protect your honor as SOLDIER. ....Well, okay, so you never made SOLDIER. But it's what's in here that counts." *thumps his chest*

Jag: "In informal circumstances, I really am redundant and stuffy, aren't I?"
Jaina: "Yes, but you're pretty."

Yeah, I'm sorry, I kind of love this entire bit from the beginning of the "Goddesses and Monsters" one-shot even though I kind of hate that issue overall (except for one other bit). Shut it.

Kennedy: "Are you sure about this?"
Willow: "Sure would be overstating it. It's just... it's kind of a tradition."
Kennedy: "And we're traditional since when now?"
Willow: "It's part of a witch's path. A part I skipped over."
Kennedy: "'cause you're a goddess."
Willow: "Not even."
Kennedy: "And goddesses don't leave their girlfriends all alone to take remedial magic in some weird dimension that probably has zero cell-phone reception."
Willow: "Ken-doll..."
Kennedy: "No pet names while I'm pouting."
Willow: "I have crazy power."
Kennedy: "See above re: goddess."
Willow: "Power is not knowledge. In a way, it's almost the opposite. Look at these girls. A few months ago they became Slayers."
Kennedy: "I was one of them, Willpower."
Willow: "No pet names while I'm lecturing. Also, that one's more or less lame. These girls weren't in the game like you. They didn't know which end was up. Now they have you."
Kennedy: "Did not ask to be a drill sergeant--"
Willow: "But you're a good one. They need it, and they'll keep you occupied while I'm away."
Kennedy: "Well, the blonde with the R. Crumb thighs could probably keep me occupied..."
Willow: "I could turn you into a newt. For realsies."
Kennedy: "Man, I just mastered monogamy, now I have to practice not-getting-any-at-allgamy. You're a harsh mistress. Just don't forget about me."
(For the record, I will dispute the "good drill sergeant" thing, 'cause uh. Yeah. No calling them maggots, mmmkay.)

(...this is also why I've pretty much resigned myself to the fact that there's probably a breakup clock ticking down. Sigh.)

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Jaina: "Any way you can break her of that?"
Leia: "I figure that everyone knows she's a ward of a former Princess and Senator. It would make sense."
Jaina: "I didn't move and stand like that."
Leia: "Well, you are your father's daughter. There wasn't much I could do with you in that area."

Jaina/Leia banter == FTW. Like always.

"Hey, ankle grabber. I slept with your mom. No, really. I cleaned your pool, and then I slept with your mom - in your bed. Nice Star Wars sheets."

"I'm a stud, dude. I can wear a dress to school and people think it's cool."

"Dude, just go to the nurse's office. I go there and sleep for three hours every day. I haven't been to math class in two years."

"No one deserves this feeling. You know what the worst part is, it's not the burning in your eyes, or the way the slushie drips all the way into your underpants. It's the humiliation. I feel like I could burst into tears at any moment."

"Rachel was a hot Jew, and the good Lord wanted me to get in her pants."

(To Quinn) "'Sup, MILF."

Puck: Can you stop super-sizing? I don't dig on fat chicks.
Quinn: ...I'm pregnant.
Puck: And that's my fault?

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We re-did the house.

John Smith: Come to Daddy.
Jane Smith: [after she bashes him with a teapot and headbutts him] Who's your Daddy now?

Marriage Counselor: On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate the happiness of your marriage?
Jane Smith: 8.
John Smith: Wait. Could you clarify? Is 10 the highest? 10 being perfectly happy and 1 being totally miserable or...
Marriage Counselor: Just respond instinctively.
John Smith: Ok. Ready?
Jane Smith, John Smith: 8.

Jane Smith: [after shooting through a wall at John] Still alive, baby?

Jane Smith: Happy endings are just stories that haven't finished yet.

[about the new curtains Jane bought]
Jane Smith: If you don't like them we can take them back.
John Smith: All right, I don't like them.
Jane Smith: [pause] You'll get used to them.

Marriage Counselor: How often do you have sex?
Jane Smith: I don't understand the question.

I'll put MOAR later~

"That's what I was supposed to say…"

*frown*

I hate you.

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Cilghal: "I had to end the fight quickly. Sometimes to heal, you must first hurt."
Jaina: "In just a few words, you've summed up my love life."

And that is it for the easily accessible quotes!

Robin: I was such a dork. I get recognized one time and I start thinking I'm Julia Roberts. I'm no VIP, I'm not even an IP; I'm just a lonely little P sitting out here in the gutter.
Lily: You know something, I'd take a P in the gutter over Julia Roberts any day.

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... so, this is where I quote the few non-rotten bits of 'Ender in Exile' and maybe steal a few Ender's Game-proper quotes here and there.

"I'm Chinese, so I get to make it up." Han Tzu grinned at him. "Ender, come see me. China's a beautiful country. More variety inside China than in the rest of the world."
"I will if I can," said Ender. He didn't have the heart to point out that China was full of human beings, and that the mix of good and bad, strong and weak, courageous and fearful was bound to be about the same as in any other country or culture or civilization… or village, or house, or heart.
"Oh, you'll be able to!" said Han Tzu. "You led the human race to victory, and everyone knows it. You can do whatever you want!"
Except go home, said Ender silently. Out loud, he answered, "You don't know my parents."

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... I'm just going to add any further stuff as a comment to this comment, because kid gets wordy.

"You know," said Ender quietly, "I think about them all the time. How they'll never have any more children. That's what being alive is, isn't it? The ability to replicate. Even people without children, their bodies are still making new cells all the time. Replicating. Only that's over for Bonzo and Stilson. They never lived long enough to reproduce. Their line is cut off. I was nature, red in tooth and claw, for them. I determined their unfitness."
"You don't have to respond," said Ender. "I'm not really as depressed as I sound. I don't blame myself, you know."
Mazer's eyes flickered.
"No, I'm not insane," said Ender. "I regret their deaths. I know that I'm responsible for killing Stilson and Bonzo and all the formics in the universe. But I'm not to blame. I didn't seek out Stilson or Bonzo. They came to me, with a threat of real damage. A credible threat. Tell them that in the court martial. Or run the recording you're doubtless making of this conversation. My intention was not to kill them, but my intention was definitely to stop them from damaging me. And the only way to do that was to act brutally. I'm sorry that they died from their injuries. I'd undo that if I could. But I didn't have the skill to hurt them enough to prevent future attacks, and yet not kill them. Or whatever it was that I did to them. If they're mentally damaged or crippled, I'll do what I can for them, unless their families would rather I stay away. I don't want to cause any more harm.
"But here's the thing, Mazer Rackham: I knew what I was doing. It's ridiculous for Hyrum Graff to be on trial for this. He had no idea of the way I thought, when it came to Stilson. He couldn't have known what I'd do. Only I knew. And I meant to hurt him—I meant to hurt him bad. Not Graff's fault. The fault was Stilson's. If he had left me alone—and I gave him every chance to walk away. I begged him to leave me alone. If he'd done that, he'd be alive. He chose. Just because he thought I was weaker than him, just because he thought I couldn't protect myself, doesn't mean it stopped being his fault. He chose to attack me precisely because he thought there would be no consequences. Only there were consequences."
Mazer cleared his throat a little. And then spoke. "This has gone far enough."
"With Bonzo, however, Graff was taking a terrible risk. What if Bonzo and his friends hurt me? What if I died? Or was brain-damaged? Or was simply made fearful and timid? He would lose the weapon he was forging. Bean would have won the war even if I was out of the picture, but Graff couldn't know that. It was a terrible gamble. Because Graff also knew that if I got out of that confrontation with Bonzo alive—victorious—then I would believe in myself. My ability to win under any circumstances. The game didn't give me that—it was just a game. Bonzo showed me that in real life I could win. As long as I understood my enemy. You understand what that means, Mazer."
"Even if anything you're saying were true…"
"Take this vid and introduce it into evidence. Or if, by some remote chance, nobody's recording our conversation, then testify on his behalf. Let them know—the court martial—let them know that Graff acted properly. I was angry at him for doing it that way, and I suppose I still am. But if I were in his place, I would have done the same. It was part of winning the war. People die in war. You send your soldiers into combat and you know some of them won't come back. But Graff didn't send Bonzo. Bonzo was a volunteer for the duty he assigned himself—attacking me and allowing us all to learn that no, I would not allow myself to lose, ever. Bonzo volunteered. Just like the buggers volunteered by coming here and trying to wipe out human life. If they'd left us alone, we wouldn't have hurt them. The court martial has to understand. I am what Battle School was designed to create, what the whole world wanted it to create. Graff cannot be blamed for shaping and sharpening the weapon. He did not wield it. No one did. Bonzo found a knife and cut himself on it. That's how they have to look at it."
"Are you done?" Mazer had asked.
"Why, are you running out of recording room?"
Mazer got up and left.

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"Looks like today we're clockin' out early."

"What a nightmare, huh? The world was nearly obliterated, and we were the obliterators. Seriously, though. How are we ever supposed to atone for that?"

"Yeah, your ma's cool... What the hell am I saying!?"

"A pro isn't someone who sacrifices themselves for a job. That's just a fool."