Quotes from Guardians of the Galaxy

Rocket Raccoon: "Why would you wanna to save the galaxy?"
Peter Quill: "Cause I'm one of the idiots who lives in it."

What should we do next? Something good, something bad? Bit of both?

I have lived most of my life surrounded by my enemies. I would be grateful to die surrounded by my friends.

Asleep for the danger, awake for the money, as per frickin' usual.

Rocket Raccoon: "That's for if things get really hardcore. Or if you wanna blow up moons."
Gamora: "No one's blowing up moons."
Rocket Raccoon: "You just wanna suck the joy out of everything."

Touch me, and the only thing you're gonna feel is a broken jaw.

When you're ugly and someone loves you, you know they love you for who you are. Beautiful people never know who to trust.

I am going to die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy.

Whatever nightmares the future holds are but dreams compared to what's behind me.

Rocket Raccoon: "So we're saving the galaxy again?"
Peter Quill: "Yup."
Rocket Raccoon: "Awesome! We're really gonna be able to jack up our price if we're two-time galaxy savers."

Gamora: "And Quill, your ship is filthy."
Peter Quill: "Oh she has no idea. If I had a blacklight, this would look like a Jackson Pollock painting."

Well he don't know talkin' good like me and you, so his vocabulistics is limited to "I" and "am" and "Groot," exclusively in that order.

Peter Quill: "I have a plan."
Rocket Raccoon: "You've got a plan? Okay, first of all, you're copying me from when I said I had a plan."
Peter Quill: "I'm not copying you, I have a plan, that's not that unique of a thing to say."
Rocket Raccoon: "And secondly, I don't think you even have a plan."
Peter Quill: "I have part of a plan."

I just wanted to tell you how grateful I am that you've accepted me despite my blunders. It is good to once again be among friends. You, Quill, are my friend.

Nothing goes over my head. My reflexes are too fast. I would catch it.

I can't promise when all of this is over I'm not going to kill every last one of you jerks!

Let's get something clear! This one here is our booty. You wanna get to him, you go through us... or, more accurately, we go through you!

I've mastered the ability of standing so incredibly still that I become invisible to the eye.

Shoot her if she does anything suspicious. Or if you feel like it.

Can you believe they call us criminals when he's assaulting us with that haircut?

What if someone does something irksome, and I decide to remove his spine?

Rocket Raccoon: "That dude there. I need his prosthetic leg."
Peter Quill: "His leg?"
Rocket Raccoon: "Yeah. God knows I don't need the rest of him. Look at him. He's useless."

I go by many names, Earthian, but I'm sure the one that most know me by is Gamora, the deadliest woman in the whole galaxy.

We're just like Kevin Bacon!

I like your knife. I'm keeping it.