The best Quotes from Torin's Passage

Queen Di: "I said, 'beats me'."
King Rupert: "Well, I'll consider it."

Torin: "That's my little buddy, Boogle. He likes people."
Mrs. Bitternut: "Then he won't fit in here!"

The croctopus may well combine the worst characteristics of both animals, but its skin makes a excellent laptop computer case.

Torin: "Croctopus. And lots of 'em!"
Slim: "Wouldn't lots of them be Croctopi?"

From out of the bushes, tiny score cards appear: 5.9, 5.9, 6.0, 5.8, and a 3.5 (Hmm. Looks like the Eastern European rabbit is judging again!)

Congratulations, you did it! It's nice to see someone has an Al Lowe sense of humor. That's why you get to here this: My very own personal easteregg, instead of the boring plain text message you see before you there on the screen. Anybody who comes all the way through this game, asking everybody you meet about this evil sorceress named Lycentia, then finally finds her, and then tricks Dreep into fall into a recording of her voice and then doesn't use the book of magic on her, but instead plays the bagpipes, deserves much more than another boring old death message. So here is my personal thank you for playing the game. And now enjoy the ending. But whatever you do: don't tell anybody how you got this message. Instead, just taunt them with, 'Why? I got a personal message from Al Lowe at the end. Didn't you?'

The Outer Rim is a dangerous place. Everyone is fighting for their piece of the galaxy. But all I want is to live free. So I'm gonna risk it all.

This job... it's a death wish. I'm in!

Incoming friendly fire! Dodge - or don't. Your call.

Dispense peace with the ultimate weaponry!

Return, refit, and redeploy to purge the stain of this failure with the peroxide of victory.

Sylvanas: "Isn't it obvious, Warchief? I serve the Horde."
Garrosh: "Watch your clever mouth, b*tch!"

My ideals have no stains.
I must correct you. People here bear no sins in the eyes of the gods... Only laws and the Tribunal can judge someone.
They can judge even me. So praise my magnificence and purity.

Look at me. I'm cranked on speed most of the time, but I'm productivity personified.

Michael: "I'm trying to relate to you."
Jimmy: "No, you're trying to take me on some nostalgia trip. You're such a cliche."
Michael: "Oh! says the dope-smoking, game-playing, live-at-home, world-owes-him-a-living millennial."

Lester: "It's hard to get motivated on a job without financial incentive."
Michael: "You can't put a price on freedom."

CJ: "Can you shoot?"
The Truth: "Kid, I'm a hippie. The only thing I've shot is acid. I did see a guy snort it once though. Thought his nose was a kangaroo and the moon was a dog!"

Sweet Johnson: "You're dressed like a hooker!"
Kendl: "You two would know what a hooker looks like."
CJ: "You say that like it's a bad thing."

CJ: "Does the Pope shit in the woods?"
Cesar: "Why you always saying that? I already told you. Where the holiness does his business, is his business."

Eddie's got two tickets to paradise, and I do too... In my pants.

CJ: "You do know that I'm black, right? And not Chinese?"
Woozie: "I'm blind, Carl... not stupid."

Oh, Anna. I was expecting an arrow from Cupid, and got a bullet from an ugly motherf*cker instead!

Some call them demons, I call them b*tches!

Is that a gun in your pocket? Or are you just happy to see me?'

Grove Street. Home. At least it used to be until I f*cked everything up.

If it's hostile - you kill it.

It appears that the devastation we brought upon ourselves was complete; Heaven, Hell and Purgatory were atomized as well. So when a soul leaves the body it has nowhere to go, and must remain here, in the Metro. A harsh, but not undeserved atonement for our sins, wouldn't you agree?

How about a nice cup of liber-tea?

Injury? What injury??

Say hello to democracy!

Freedom never sleeps!

Heaven is eternal, earth is enduring.

Good results don't come without a price.

If for instance, everything is predetermined by destiny, then my survival must have been too. In that case, it must mean I still have a purpose to fulfill until the day my life comes to an end.

My name is Lich. You can call me "Lichi" if you want...

There are two kinds of people in this world. The healthy people and the unhealthy people. The question is, which one will take control of the world?

Happy new year. Not that there's anything to be happy about, though... I'm just saying it because it's the norm.

If having aged another year is something that brings you joy, then the fact alone is a blessing in and of itself.

I can't just stand still if I want my ideals to become a reality.

Even though they've called me "Lady of the slides"... I liked the "lady" part.

I heard there's an old man going around offering gifts to children without asking for compensation. Is that what you call an act of kindness? Fascinating.

So today is Valentine's... Too bad I don't care for chocolate. Wait. Stop! Don't look at me like that. Fine, I'll take yours... But only this once, okay?

You're celebrating the day you were born, huh? I suppose it's a detail worth remembering if you have to pass on the torch some day.

I'm not all that interested in how the world upholds its existence. All things will end when the time comes. On the other hand, I'm very interested in observing how mortals choose to go about life in the Sky Realm in spite of that!

What a blessing! I'm glad that you were the one chosen as the Singularity!

I admire those who have dreams and goals they want to achieve...

There exists a world where islands of all shapes and sizes float in a sea of clouds. It is a world forsaken by the gods. Once upon a time, people known as the Astrals attempted to seize control of this world with their overwhelming might, but the citizens of the skies repelled the invaders, thus ushering in a new era of peace.

Living on a little-known island in a remote part of the skies, you find a letter left behind by your father telling you to set off for a legendary island. However, before you leave, you meet a mysterious girl named Lyria, inevitably setting the wheels of fate in motion.

This isn't enough to put me into another deep slumber.

I doubt I'll be of use even as a human shield, but if you insist that I come along, then I shall.

Thy will... thy soul... These are all the means thou hast to carve thy path anew!