"(A.I. Buster 2/ About Lycoris) The memory of her face as she spoke to me still haunted me... But the encounter was too real, her death too meaningful. I wallowed in regret, thinking that there had to be a be a better conclusion, a different way to end the event. But just like in life, there was no reset button. I couldn't replay the moment in hopes for a happier ending."

"That's not true. You do have the power to delete me, Albireo. The power rests in your hands. It rests in your spear. I've revised the data of your spear. You have the final segment. The final piece of me. I have given you my will to reliquish me. I wanted to continue to live in this world, but... But I cannot become Aura."

"(Harald) I'm sorry, Lycoris. You are a failure."

"You have to understand, Hokuto, sometimes in the course of the game, you encounter Vagrant AIs. These AIs don't operate normally. Therefore, they must be destroyed."

"Between Albireo and Lycoris:"

"Albireo- God... tried to delete you?"

""QUICHE"- Rat Creature"

""Never play an ace where a two will do"- Dragon"

""If I didn't learn it in the fourth grade, it didn't need learning."- Smiley Bone"

"Phoney Bone: "My world is crumbling around me""

""You know what? I've just about had it with you. First you messed with my cousin, now you're messin' with my girl! Let's go -- right now!"- Fone Bone"

""Monsters do not behave themselves - that's the whole idea!"- Rat Creature"

"Smiley: "I'M not Smiley, I'm a REAL cow! Moo!""

""Upon your feet / You have ten toes / They look just like / Po-ta-toes!" (one of Fone Bone's more atrocious lyrical attempts)"

"Fone Bone: "Why is Smiley wearing a cow suit?""

""STUPID, STUPID RAT-CREATURES!"- Fone Bone to the Rat Creatures"

""Surrender Small Mammal!!" - Rat Creatures"

"I never said, "The superman exists, and he's American." What I said was,"God exists, and he's American." If that statement starts to chill you after a couple of moments' consideration, then don't be alarmed. A feeling of intense and crushing religious terror at the concept indicates only that you are still sane."

"I looked at the Rorschach blot. I tried to pretend it looked like a spreading tree, shadows pooled beneath it, but it didn't. It looked more like a dead cat I once found, the fat, glistening grubs writhing blindly, squirming over each other, frantically tunneling away from the light. But even that is avoiding the real horror. The horror is this: In the end, it is simply a picture of empty meaningless blackness. We are alone. There is nothing else."

"Later: The Deputy Warden just called. Apparently, Kovacs was involved in an incident today, just after he'd seen me. It happened during lunch, in the canteen...the guards intervened, dragging Kovacs away to solitary and the other man to the prison hospital. According to the deputy Warden, his burns were horrific. Hot cooking fat...I don't like to think about it. As they dragged him away, Rorschach spoke to the other inmates. He said 'None of you understand. I'm not locked up in here with you. You're locked up in here with me.' My earlier optimism was obviously unfounded. He's just getting worse."

"Why do we argue? Life's so fragile, a successful virus clinging to a speck of mud, suspended in endless nothing."

"Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me...I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "Save us!"... and I'll look down and whisper "No." They had a choice, all of them. They could have followed in the footsteps of good men like my father or President Truman. Decent men who believed in a day's work for a day's pay. Instead they followed the droppings of lechers and communists and didn't realize that the trail led over a precipice until it was too late. Don't tell me they didn't have a choice. Now the whole world stands on the brink, staring down into bloody Hell, all those liberals and intellectuals and smooth-talkers... and all of a sudden nobody can think of anything to say."

"My mother, she eroded my adolescence, chipping me into the shape she'd have been if she hadn't had me. She pushed me into adventuring, fussing over my career, trying to live her life through me."

"Soon there will be war. Millions will burn. Millions will perish in sickness and misery. Why does one death matter against so many? Because there is good and there is evil, and evil must be punished. Even in the face of Armageddon I shall not compromise in this. But there are so many deserving of retribution ... and there is so little time."

"In my opinion, the existence of life is a highly overrated phenomenon."

"There is no future. There is no past. Do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet."

"Thermodynamic miracles... events with odds against so astronomical they're effectively impossible, like oxygen spontaneously becoming gold. I long to observe such a thing. And yet, in each human coupling, a thousand million sperm vie for a single egg. Multiply those odds by countless generations, against the odds of your ancestors being alive; meeting; siring this precise son; that exact daughter... Until your mother loves a man she has every reason to hate, and of that union, of the thousand million children competing for fertilization, it was you, only you, that emerged. To distill so specific a form from that chaos of improbability, like turning air to gold... that is the crowning unlikelihood. The thermodynamic miracle."

"I want you to love me. I want you to love me because we're not dead. Here..take these off. I want to see you. I want to see you and taste you and smell you. Just because I can. Oh God, it's so damn good being alive."

"Why are so few of us left active, healthy, and without personality disorders?"

"Everything is preordained. Even my responses."

"They call me Dr. Manhattan. They explain the name has been chosen for the ominous associations it will raise in America's enemies. The marketing boys say I need a logo. If I'm to have a symbol it shall be one I respect. [draws a symbol of a hydrogen atom on his head]"

"We're all puppets, Laurie. I'm just a puppet who can see the strings."

"Yes. Anybody in the world. .. But the world is so full of people, so crowded with these miracles that they become commonplace and we forget... I forget. We gaze continually at the world and it grows dull in our perceptions. Yet seen from the another's vantage point, as if new, it may still take our breath away. Come... dry your eyes, for you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg. Come, dry your eyes. And let's go home."

"I am disappointed, Veidt. Very disappointed. Restructuring myself after the subtraction of my intrinsic field was the first trick I learned. It didn't kill Osterman... Did you think it would kill me? I've walked across the surface of the sun. I've seen events so tiny and so fast they hardly can be said to have occurred at all. But you... you're just a man. And the world's smartest man poses no more threat to me than does its smartest termite."

"(Examining Dan's Nite Owl II utility belt.) What else have you got in there? Chocolate rations? Boy Scout knife? Army-issue contraceptives?"

"I'm through thinking about my life, looking back at all my stupid memories. It's been a dumb life, and if there is a design, it's a dumb design!"

"I used to be a masked avenger too, remember … I mean, I'm used to going out at three in the morning and doing something stupid."

"On Friday night, a comedian died in New York. Somebody knows why. Down there, somebody knows."

"I am tired of Earth, these people. I'm tired of being caught in the tangle of their lives."

"Yeah. Yeah, that's right. Pregnant woman. Gunned her down. Bang. And y'know what? You watched me. You coulda changed the gun into steam or the bullets into mercury or the bottle into god damn snowflakes! You coulda teleported either of us to goddamn Australia...but you didn't lift a finger! You don't really give a damn about human beings. I've watched you. You never cared about what's her name, Janey Slater, even before you ditched her. Soon you won't be interested in Sally Jupiter's little girl, either. You're driftin' outta touch, Doc. You're turnin' into a flake. God help us all."

"Once you realize what a joke everything is, being the Comedian is the only thing that makes sense."

"[Responding to question on how much of putting on a superhero costume is a "sex thing".] No, I don't… Well, let me say this, for me, it was never a sex thing. It was a money thing. And I think for some people it was a fame thing, and for a tiny few, God bless 'em, I think it was a goodness thing. I mean, I'm not saying it wasn't a sex thing for some people, but, no, no, I wouldn't say that's what motivated the majority…"

"A live body and a dead body contain the same number of particles. Structurally, there's no discernible difference. Life and death are unquantifiable abstracts. Why should I be concerned?"

"They claim their labors are to build a heaven, yet their heaven is populated with horrors. Perhaps the world is not made. Perhaps nothing is made. A clock without a craftsman. It's too late. Always has been, always will be...too late."

"Y'know, this must be how ordinary people feel. This must be how ordinary people feel around us."

"I don't mind being the smartest man in the world, I just wish it wasn't this one."