Invoke not reason. In the end it is too small a deity.
If light is outlawed, then only outlaws will be able to see where they're going.
I'm disappointed in you, Adrian. I'm very disappointed. Reassembling myself was the first trick I learned. It didn't kill Osterman. Did you really think it would kill me? I have walked across the surf...
I have so very much. I have so very little.
For to be human is not enough...when gods cry war amidst the thunder.
As I come to understand Vietnam and what it implies about the human condition, I also realize that few humans will permit themselves such an understanding.
A world grows up around me. Am I shaping it, or do its predetermined contours guide my hand?
We're looking at World War Three within the WEEK! I mean, what do we DO? The stakes are so high and humanity is so close to the edge... Some of us have always lived on edge, Daniel. It is possible to...
I did the right thing, didn't I? It all worked out in the end. 'In the end'? Nothing ends, Adrian. Nothing ever ends.
What does fighting crime mean, exactly? Does it mean upholding the law when a woman shoplifts to feed her children, or does it mean struggling to uncover the ones who, quite legally, have brought abou...
They offered you a choice between the death of your principles and the death of your body. You said you'd rather die. You faced the fear of your own death, and you were calm and still.
The one place Gods inarguably exist is in our minds where they are real beyond refute, in all their grandeur and monstrosity.
Rorschach: Used to come here often, back when we were partners.Dreiberg: Oh. Uh, yeah... yeah, those were great times, Rorschach. Great times. Whatever happened to them?Rorschach: [exiting] You quit.
Memories can be vile. Repulsive little brutes, like children I suppose. But can we live without them? Memories are what our reason is based upon. If we can't face them, we deny reason itself! Although...
It is the oldest ironies that are still the most satisfying: man, when preparing for bloody war, will orate loudly and most eloquently in the name of peace. This dichotomy is not an invention of the t...
In heaven's name be a man, sir! Your pitiful whining sickens me!
I thought as much. Miss Murray, though I am a beast, do not think that I am stupid. I know that I am hideous and hateful. I am not loved, nor ever hope to be. Nor am I fool enough to think that what I...
I shall tell you where we are. We're in the most extreme and utter region of the human mind. A dim, subconscious underworld. A radiant abyss where men meet themselves. Hell, Netley. We're in Hell.
I love you, but why must you love the law? 'Tis plain for all to see that she's a whore...that virtuous persons have no need to woo; that villains screw, then studiously ignore.
I am brother to dragons, and companion to owls. My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.