"And when I came to Washington, there were few in Congress who saw my vision for Columbia. But it is the burden of the Prophet to bring the wicked to righteousness. For what am I, if not a mirror to reflect the face of God?"

"To tax the black more than the white, is that not cruel? To forbid the mixing of the races, is that not cruel? To give the vote to the white man, and deny it to the yellow, the black, the red -- is that not cruel? Hm. But is it not cruel to banish your children from a perfect garden? Or drown your flock under an ocean of water? Cruelty can be instructive, and what is Columbia, if not the schoolhouse of the Lord?"

"Love the Prophet, because he loves the sinner. Love the sinner, because he is you. Without the sinner, what need is there for a redeemer? Without sin, what grace has forgiveness?"

"There's already a fight, DeWitt. Only question is, which side you on? Comstock is the god of the white man, the rich man, the pitiless man. But if you believe in common folk, then join the Vox. If you believe in the righteous folk, then join the Vox."

"When I first seen Columbia, that sky was the brightest, bluest sky that ever was. Seemed like…Heaven. Then your eyes adjusted to the light and you saw that sea of white faces lookin' hard back at you…"

"Who is this Prophet? Who is this fraud, this charlatan, this salesman of snake oil?"

"Change. That's what the people need. But sometimes I feel all I have to offer them is blood and fire. The things they done to me… I can't forget 'em. I was Columbia's victim -- and victimhood begets shame. Oh, what element of human experience is more corrosive than shame? I'm rotted from the inside out. What do I have to offer this revolution except my own dark motivations? When all is said and done, what's more important to me: the people I want to save -- or those I want to murder in their beds?"

"What is the most admirable creature on God's green Earth? Why, it's the bee! Have you ever seen a bee on vacation? Have you ever seen a bee take a sick day? Well, my friends, the answer is no! So I say, be… the bee! Be the bee!"

"[As an interracial couple is about to be stoned] Come on, are ya gonna throw it, or are you taking your coffee black these days? [chuckles cruelly]"

"[on sign] A good worker always has his eyes on the task at hand!"

"The ox cannot become a lion. And why would you want to? Who wants all those responsibilities and worry? You do your job, you eat your food, you go to sleep. Simplicity is beauty."

"Now, some folks just aren't satisfied with their place here at Fink Industries. But I tell you, there's a purpose for all living things. Would the Pharaohs of Egypt have been able to stand at the top of their pyramids if the Israelites had not made their bricks? Would the captains of industry have been able to ride the rails had not the Chinamen laid the track for them? So, I say, chin up! History is built on the backs of men like you!"

"These holes have shown me yet another wonder, though I’ve yet to see the application for it. They illuminate a merger of machine and man that is somehow the lesser, yet the greater, of both parties."

"Lions walk with lions, DeWitt, not hyenas!"

"YOUR FLESH WILL BLACKEN AND CHAR!"

"BATHE IN FLAME!"

"The lord judges. I act."

"The seed of the prophet shall sit the throne and bathe in flame the mountains of man!"

"Why would you run if you were not guilty?"

"Twas yellow skin and slanted eyes that did betray us with their lies. Until they crossed the righteous path of our Prophet's holy wrath."

"With hue and cry, with hatchet red, they danced amongst our noble dead. But when our soldiers took the field, the savage horde could only yield."

"Every step is like coals!"

"Stop moving! Every sound hurts!"

"And every year on this day of days, we recommit ourselves to our city, and to our prophet, Father Comstock. We recommit through sacrifice, and the giving of thanks, and by submerging ourselves in the sweet waters of baptism."

"And so, the Prophet led us into Peking, where we demonstrated to the Sodom Below the true mission our Founders had given us. And when the Mandarins and hypocrites of Washington betrayed him, our Prophet did not heel. He did not come crawling for their forgiveness… Like our fathers broke from the Great Apostate, our Prophet broke with these so-called "patriots"… and today is the day we celebrate the secession…"

"Ellie: Don't scream. Put that shit down."

"Ellie: [Confronting Mel and Owen] Hands up."

"Jesse: How you doing?"

"[Abby and Lev come across the dead body of Abby's dog, Alice]"

"[Abby sees the dead bodies of Mel and Owen]"

"[Abby is smashing Dinah's head on the floor of the theater]"

"[First lines]"