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"Elminster: Whoa, Lord. It's hard to be humble when you're perfect in every way."
"Flaming Fist: I AM the law!"
"Garrick (running away): Brave-brave Sir Garrick, Sir Garrick led the way. Brave-brave Sir Garrick, Sir Garrick ran away (a reference to the movie Monty Python and the Holy Grail: "Brave Sir Robin ran away" etc.)."
"Generic Ogre: Me will crush you! Crush you to GOO!"
"Generic Ogrillon: You mess with me, you mess with YOU!"
"Gorion: Ah... my child, I am glad I have found you!"
"Gorion: Listen carefully. If we should ever become separated, it is imperative that you make your way to the Friendly Arm Inn. There, you will meet Khalid and Jaheira. They have long been my friends, and you can trust them."
"Ike: There's a sucker born every minute... and you are right on time."
"Jaheira: You are amusing, in a "what the hell is wrong with you" kind of way."
"Jaheira: If a tree falls in a forest... I'll kill the bastard what done it!"
"Jaheira (when clicked): Yes, oh omnipresent authority figure?"
"Jaheira: [when fatigued] I've just about seen enough waking hours, slavedriver."
"Khalid: Click on someone your own size!"
"I know you said that you wouldn't tolerate excuses, but we have a real good one."
"Is it just me, or is the world filled with wackos? Okay, Mr. Psycho gnome, I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but we're really not interested in your rock garden."
"Sorry, Aldeth, but we're siding with the druids. They have this great Aloe-Vera balm they are giving away samples of, and my armor has been chafing a bit, ya know?"
"No, we're not mercenaries. We just carry weapons and kill things for the joy of the experience."
"(to Portalbendarwinden): Ok, I've just about had my FILL of riddle asking, quest assigning, insult throwing, pun hurling, hostage taking, iron mongering, smart arsed fools, freaks, and felons that continually test my will, mettle, strength, intelligence, and most of all, patience! If you've got a straight answer ANYWHERE in that bent little head of yours, I want to hear it pretty damn quick or I'm going to take a large blunt object roughly the size of Elminster AND his hat, and stuff it lengthwise into a crevice of your being so seldom seen that even the denizens of the nine hells themselves wouldn't touch it with a twenty-foot rusty halberd! Have I MADE myself CLEAR?!"
"For your information, a number of important sociological and psychological theorists have posited that stores exist in an intermediate space, neither private nor public in nature but combining elements of both. Displays in store windows, for instance, can best be viewed as mental constructs projected onto the public consciousness as a means of engendering mass conformity derived solely from the supposedly private domain of consumer choice.........."
"Why are you so fat?"
"Utterly amazing! You spoke so long, but you didn't say anything."
"You know what I always say? "Always kill the mouthy one", that's what I always say."
"Thank you for the compliment. Shall we kill you now or would you rather beg for a time?"
"(Facetiously) I am Dinkamus Littlelog and I come in search of the holy groundhog."
"(When caught stealing) DIE! POND SCUM!"
"(Facetiously) We're a horde of rampaging Tarrasques! Krie! Krie!"
"(to Maple Willow Aspen) So, your parents were very fond of trees?"
"(Facetiously) I am Foolio Displasius, Destroyer of the Seven Suns! Raagh!"
"(to Quayle) How could I refuse? Watch me. Taketh thou a hike!"
"Poor little gnome. My heart bleeds. Yours will too."
"(Interrupting Melissan as she explains Saradush's situation) I'm going to go out on a limb and guess it's my job to get everyone out from this "trap"."
"Fine, I'll do all the actual work. As usual."
"(To Minsc) You stand as inspiration. You are practically the Avatar of Buttkicking."
"(Before attacking the dragon Saladrex) Is it true that dragon meat tastes like chicken? Never mind, I’ll find out for myself."
"We all know this is going to end in violence. Let's just cut right to the good stuff."
"Maybe your grandiose vocabulary is a pathetic compensation for an insufficiency in the nether regions of your anatomy"
"[upon final battle in Hell] I came to hell to help my friend! Who helps you, Irenicus? Demons? You're going to die alone and you know it!"
"[About Isaea Roenall] I am sorry for that extended exchange but he is such a bounder, such a... a manipulating... such a.. Oh, to Hades with the manners, he is a complete bastard, and calling him that insults bastards everywhere!"
"Have you nothing else to do but bother me?!"
"Go bother someone else!"
"(before entering the Underdark and the Harper Stronghold) 'And the door stands agape, suddenly, and with great trepidation our heroes step into the dark interior of a lion's den'..."
"You bore me, mageling!"
"[To Minsc after he mentions what a great honor it is to fight next to Keldorn] Do not take honor in fighting with my presence. Take honor in that you fight for good, for that is my source of strength."
"I have lost myself in your words but Boo thinks you're just ducky."
"Somebody will ask those of us who compose with the aid of computers: 'So you make all these decisions for the computer or the electronic medium, but wouldn't you like to have a performer who makes certain other decisions?' Many composers don't mind collaborating with the performer with regards to decisions of tempo, or rhythm, or dynamics, or timbre, but ask them if they would allow the performer to make decisions with regard to pitch and the answer will be 'Pitches you don't change.' Some of us feel the same way in regard to the other musical aspects that are traditionally considered secondary, but which we consider fundamental. As for the future of electronic music, it seems quite obvious to me that its unique resources guarantee its use, because it has shifted the boundaries of music away from the limitations of the acoustical instrument, of the performer's coordinating capabilities, to the almost infinite limitations of the electronic instrument. The new limitations are the human ones of perception."
"Our musical alphabet is poor and illogical. Music, which should pulsate with life, needs new means of expression, and science alone can infuse it with youthful vigor. Why, Italian Futurists, have you slavishly reproduced only what is commonplace and boring in the bustle of our daily lives. I dream of instruments obedient to my thought and which with their contribution of a whole new world of unsuspected sounds, will lend themselves to the exigencies of my inner rhythm."
"[Nowadays] it’s cool to play an instrument, whereas there was a period of time where these kids didn’t even know instruments existed. It was all electronic. Now, through electronic music, instruments have been brought back in. It’s a cycle for sure."
"Because American electronic music had risen from underground creative circles — and it was still largely relegated to the modern art world and academia — there were still many questions around the space age sounds that computers could create. What would become of performers? Is it actually music?"
"I suppose you imagined I was so insanely in love with you that I could commit any folly. When will you women understand that one isn't insanely in love? All one asks for is a quiet life, which you won't allow one to have. I don't know what the devil ever induced me to marry you. It was all a damned stupid, practical joke. And now you go about saying I'm a murderer. I won't stand it."
"Stupidity or reason? Oh, there was no choice now. It was imbecility every time."
Young though he was, his radiant energy produced such an impression of absolute reliability that Hedgewar made him the first sarkaryavah, or general secretary, of the RSS.
- Gopal Mukund Huddar
Largely because of the influence of communists in London, Huddar's conversion into an enthusiastic supporter of the fight against fascism was quick and smooth. The ease with which he crossed from one worldview to another betrays the fact that he had not properly understood the world he had grown in.
Huddar would have been 101 now had he been alive. But then centenaries are not celebrated only to register how old so and so would have been and when. They are usually celebrated to explore how much poorer our lives are without them. Maharashtrian public life is poorer without him. It is poorer for not having made the effort to recall an extraordinary life.
I regret I was not there to listen to Balaji Huddar's speech [...] No matter how many times you listen to him, his speeches are so delightful that you feel like listening to them again and again.
By the time he came out of Franco's prison, Huddar had relinquished many of his old ideas. He displayed a worldview completely different from that of the RSS, even though he continued to remain deferential to Hedgewar and maintained a personal relationship with him.