"Nanamo Ul Namo: I do not ask that we set aside the decades of conflict and conquest─that we simply choose to forgive and forget. I ask only that in choosing to remember we do not also forsake our compassion and morality, for without that, there can be no reconciliation. Only death without end."

"[Yda and Papalymo, after being found by the Warrior of Light, starting to wake up after a teleportation spell brought them to the Tweleveswood.]:"

"Papalymo: *wake* Where are we? Near Gridania, you think?"

"Yda: Take a look around. It's oblivious, isn't it? The quiet, the calm, the beautiful flowers. There's only one place it could be! The great beyond. I do believe we're dead, Papalymo."

"Papalymo: Save your japes or it be our limbs they're fetching."

"Yda: *Getting into a fighting stance* Over my dead body! Hyah!"

"Papalymo: I am Papalymo, and the tactless woman beside me here is─"

"Yda: Papalymo and I are surveying the Twelveswood together!"

"Dolorous Bear: Ah. Might you be the adventurer who accepted the job of investigating Sastasha?"

"Dolorous Bear: Hmph. It would seem that ship has not only sailed, but now returns to harbor, none the worse for its voyage. A pity. We dragged our boots too long on this one."

"Matoya: And that's very noble of you. But in chasing after these lofty goals, you seem to have lost sight of some basic truths. To win a war, you must be willing to do whatever it takes. To fight, to kill, and, if necessary, to die. The path you've chosen is paved with the dead. Walk it with your eyes open, or not at all."

"Lyse: Well, who knows? He/She does have an awful lot of adventurer friends. Maybe some of them decided to take a fishing trip to the Far East, and are surprisingly close by...?"

"Sari: How observant of you. You have uncovered master summoner Sari's greatest masterpiece: an artificially sentient evocation matrix."

"Second Sari: The complexity of my design simply cannot be compared to the primitive principles used in Principia's construction."

"Principia: Tough talk for an aging machine whose logic channels have obviously rusted with disuse!"

"Gyoshin: ...We will die in seven years. Seven years!"

"Urianger: What sayst thou, Master Matoya? We may accept this fate or defy it, but we cannot deny it."

"Y'shtola: Deny? I am not want to run from my troubles. [An updraft unhoods her] Until our friend returns, I will hold the line."

"Alphinaud: What you need is a mirror, not a painting. It will capture the horror I see before me far better than I ever could."

"Willfort: ...You weren't hurt at all, were you?"

"You, who are our future... Tell me this and tell me true. Has your journey been good? Has it been worthwhile?"

"So, this is it. Whatever I choose to do from now on, I do as Lyse. ...And I choose to continue my family's fight. I want Ala Mhigo to be the country that Yda and my father always wanted it to be!"

"Emet-Selch: Forgive me. A sudden pang of nostalgia for those halcyon days."

"Emet-Selch: Exploring virgin territories, subjugating primitive peoples. All for the glory of Garlemald!"

"Ardbert: If you had the strength to take one more step, could you do it? Could you save our worlds?"

"The Warrior: You know I could! / What, all by myself?"

"Sicard: It's all we know, Captain. If we ain't pirates, what are we?"

"Hyllfyr: Yer bloody idiots, is what you are! Idiots with yer whole lives ahead o' ye! Ye can do anythin' ye want─be anythin' ye want!"

"Fourchenault: It would. Come what may, we shall live on. We must."

"Yet rather than attain a sense of mastery, the more I understood, the more I came to hold the world and its miracles in awe. We too are miracles, each and every one of us. Born of the warm breath of life that traverses the heavens, swirling through eternity."

"Y'shtola: Do as you must then. But we Scions will fight─until the heavens fall, until our last breath."

"Fourchenault: We will never choose the way of the sword. We will fulfill our mission not through strife and bloodshed, but survival."

"Hear... Feel... Think."

"In darkness seek joy. Surrender not to sadness, and see beyond despair. Walk free, and bear the light for others to follow."

"Crystal bearer... I am Hydaelyn. All made one."

"Go forth, my child, and be as a beacon of hope for Eorzea and the lands beyond, through all the days of thy life."

"Lands that stretch on forever. Skies one could drown in. The heartbeat of nature, silent yet strong. And amidst it all, a people. Beacons of light and life. Laughter that warmed my heart like naught else before. They are my meaning and my purpose. My love. In spite of...or perhaps because of this, I choose to believe. In mankind's potential. In his ability to find a way forward. So let there be no way back. From that temptation I sunder us. No more shall man have wings to bear him to paradise. Henceforth, he shall walk."

"All is excruciating pain. I breathe fire and torment. I birth a world of suffering, to mire and plague. In one fleeting moment, lives come and go, ever moving towards the unknown. And in that fleeting moment, they cry for the answer to the question: Why, given life, are they meant to suffer. To die... As fragmented, imperfect beings, yours is a never-ending quest. A quest to find your purpose, knowing your end is assured. To find the strength to continue, when all strength has left you. To find joy, even as darkness descends... And amidst deepest despair, light everlasting."

"Darkness and Light. Despair and hope. As goeth one, so goeth the other. Become Light. Become hope."

"Long, after I am gone, though not even my soul remaineth... My love will be with you forever, my dearest children."

"...This is another one of those moments where it really doesn't matter what I have to say, isn't it?"

"You name it, I've been punched by it."

"Take a shower, stinky."

"The... the Scions of the Seventh Dawn labor for Eorzea's salvation. Whenever the realm is threatened, be it by primal, Ascian, Garlean or any other, we take up arms in her defense, that all in Eorzea may live to see a brighter tomorrow."

"If this journey has taught me anything, it is the importance─and difficulty─of holding to one's convictions in the face of failure...of striving always to replace one's ignorance with knowledge."

"I must trust in myself to do what is right. As others have chosen to trust in me. So I will continue as I always have, weighing the consequences of my every action, and allowing my hope for the future to inform my decisions."

"And yet...no matter how many worlds have met their ends, with you and Alisaie beside me, there is nothing I fear. No ocean so vast I cannot cross."

"(Offering his aid to retrieve Y'shtola from the Lifestream) Once you've found a likely spot, all you need do is whistle. You do know how to whistle, don't you, hero? Just put your lips together and blow. Well, what are you standing around here for? Get searching! You do want to save her, don't you?"