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"Booker: No, but I am afraid of you."
"COMSTOCK WASN'T THERE! The Boxers took my eye and thirty of my friends! Is there even a stone to mark that sacrifice?!"
"Tell her, Booker! Tell her how we strode that battlefield like the heroes of Sparta! I still hear the screams… Does Comstock?"
"It was SLATE who killed for his country at Wounded Knee! It was SLATE who stormed the gates of Peking! SLATE!!!"
"Tin men, Booker! That's what Comstock will turn us into! Wires and gears to replace heads and hearts!"
"Do you know the value of the shark? Without them the sea would be littered with the detritus of the weak. The men who come for you have much in common with these great animals. What sharks do for the ocean, these men do for Rapture."
"It used to be such a thrill to hear Ryan speak. "Parasites" this and "the exaltation of man" that. Sure, it could all get a bit of a bore -- but the old bear sure knew how to enunciate."
"Elizabeth: Are you afraid of God, Booker?"
"[If player chooses to throw at announcer during the stoning of an interracial couple] I got something for you, you son of a bitch."
"”Bring us the girl, and wipe away the debt", that was the deal. The details elude me now. But the details wouldn't change a goddamn thing."
"One thing I've learned: if you don't draw first, you don't get to draw at all."
"[when throwing supplies to the player] Booker, catch!"
"Booker, if the Vox get their weapons, there's going to be a revolution just like Les Misérables!"
"There’s always a man, always a city, always a lighthouse."
"It's another world. Another Columbia."
"There's a world of difference between what we see, and what is."
"My children are without blame, without fault -- and without choice."
"If the mind will not yield, then you must expose the mind to every version of itself. Either the mind will yield, or be reduced to a blank."
"It wasn't the torture that broke me. It wasn't the indoctrination. It was time. Time rots everything, Booker. Even hope."
"Some men dream of money, some men dream of love. My father dreamt of a flood of fire. We were given Eden, and we turned it into Sodom."
"I am here to finish my father's work. As he baptized me with water, I shall baptize the Sodom Below with fire...and prepare for the coming of the Lord."
"Robert: We are where we are needed."
"Rosalind: And needed where we are."
"Bring us the girl and wipe away the debt!"
"Rosalind: The Universe does not grade on a curve. It's strictly pass/fail."
"Robert: Surely it's better to have died trying."
"Rosalind: Better trying not to die."
"Rosalind: A disagreeable fellow, this Suchong."
"Robert: That's surprising, I'd imagine he'd be right up your street."
"Rosalind: Hmph. I feel dirty sharing a universe with the man."
"Robert: How poorly we see our own traits in others."
"Rosalind: What do you mean?"
"Robert: You both see the world through a lens of science."
"Rosalind: "And what's wrong with that?"
"Robert: Ask young Ms. Comstock."
"Rosalind: I would, but I don't suppose she's in any position to answer."
"Robert: I don't suppose there's much about the man that's authentic."
"Rosalind: He's authentically homicidal."
"Robert: And you view this as a positive?"
"Rosalind: Well, one has to start somewhere."
"Robert: You'll find the going tough enough without squandering your friends."
"Rosalind: Or your ammunition."
"The mind of the subject will desperately struggle to create memories where none exist…"
"I had trapped the atom in mid-air. Colleagues called my Lutece Field “Quantum Levitation”, but in fact, it was nothing of the sort. Magicians levitate. My atom simply failed to fall. If an atom could be suspended indefinitely, well -- why not an apple? If an apple, why not a city?"
"When I was a girl, I dreamt of standing in a room looking at a girl who was and was not myself, who stood looking at another girl, who also was and was not myself. My mother took this for a nightmare. I saw it as the beginning of a career in physics."
"Hopes, like quantum superpositions, have a tendency to collapse."
"A middle C vibrates at 262 Hz, no matter what the universe."
"This evening, on my way back from supper, my theory became reality: a spontaneous Tear had opened in the Market District, emitting both sights and sounds. I observed what I could only imagine to be some future version of Columbia. Though familiar, strange red flags with a small yellow icon flew from her rooftops. Although we can lock up the girl, it appears her powers will not be imprisoned so easily."
"A theory: we are scattered amongst the possibility space. But my brother and I are together, and so, I am content. He is not. The business with the girl lies unresolved. But perhaps there is one who can finish it in our stead."
"The Lord forgives everything. But I'm just a prophet… so I don't have to. Amen."