The best Quotes from Willow

There is a balance between all things. Light and shadow. Good and evil. When that balance is upset the universe corrects.

Llug: "Wanna breed?"
Madmartigan: "Tempting... but no."

Kase: "Your Lordship."
Airk: "Kase. Excellent scowling."
Kase: "Trudging across the Western Reach looking for you, just how I'd hoped to spend the afternoon."
Airk: "I do what I can for my friends."

Magic is the bloodstream of the universe. Forget all you know, or think you know. All that you require is your intuition.

Sorsha: "What are you looking at?"
Madmartigan: "Your leg. I'd like to break it."

You know, there's skill, then there's talent. I just happen to have both.

Dove: "You've got a bit of a reputation. If you heard the things they say about you, things I know aren't true."
Airk: "Some of them might be true."

In a time of dread, a child was born. Elora Danan, destined to save the world. Relentlessly pursued by the forces of darkness. Elora was rescued by two unlikely heroes. A Nelwyn farmer who dreamt of being a sorcerer. Willow was a man of pure heart and unfailing courage. The other an impossibly conceited thief, liar, and rogue. Madmartigan was the man I'd marry. What can I say? I was young. Together, we defeated my mother, Queen Bavmorda, and freed the Kingdom of Tir Asleen from its curse. We thought the war was over. But soon after returning home, Willow had a vision. That one day an ancient evil would rise again and destroy the future Empress, and her end would herald a new dark age. And so, Elora was hidden away, her true identity concealed, even from herself. It was the only way I could protect her.

Kit: "Who knows? In a few years, you might beat me."
Jade: "I would have beaten you if it wasn't for that loose rock."

Get your hair out of my face or I'll chop it off!

Willow: "What are you doing?"
Madmartigan: "I found some blackroot. She loves it."
Willow: "Blackroot? I'm the father of two children, and you never, ever give a baby blackroot."
Madmartigan: "Well my mother raised us on it. It's good for you! It put's hair on your chest, right Sticks?"
Willow: "Her name is not Sticks! She's Elora Danan, the future empress of Tir Asleen and the last thing she's gonna want is a hairy chest!"

There is a story of a child, destined to be an empress, and the unlikely hero who would protect her.

Willow: "I found a boat. We're all set."
Madmartigan: "Good. Take these two lizards out and drown them."
Rool: "Lizards? Who you calling lizards? Your mother was a lizard!"

Madmartigan: "Did I really... Did I really say those things, last night, in your tent?"
Sorsha: "You said you loved me."
Madmartigan: "I don't remember that."
Sorsha: "You lied to me."
Madmartigan: "No, I... just wasn't myself last night."
Sorsha: "I suppose my power enchanted you and you were helpless against it."
Madmartigan: "Sort of."
Sorsha: "Then what?"
Madmartigan: "It... went away."
Sorsha: "Went away? 'I dwell in darkness without you' and it 'went away'?"

Madmartigan: "That's magic? It smells terrible."
Willow: "It's the life spark. It forms..."
Madmartigan: "Well, it stinks! This whole thing stinks!"

Airk: "Just sit in your coffin and rot."
Madmartigan: "I'll be around long after you're dead! When I get out of here, I'm gonna cut your head off and stick it on a pig pole!"

Ooh! Look at her! I could use a love potion on her!

Willow: "Madmartigan, you never, ever drive that fast with an infant!"
Madmartigan: "I just saved that infant's life!"

Willow: "Excuse me, could you spare some milk to this poor hungry baby?"
Barmaid: "Get out of here, peck!"
Man: "Get out of here, or we'll cook ya!"

Elora Danan must survive. She must fulfill her destiny and bring about the downfall of Queen Bavmorda. Her powers are growing like an evil plague. Unless she is stopped, Bavmorda will control the lives of your village, your children, everyone. All creatures of good heart need your help, Willow. The choice is yours.

The world is full of magic. Small things become big. Winter turns to spring. One thing always changes into another.

Magic blooms only in rare souls.

Your cells age at half the rate of a normal human. When you're 40, you'll still have the leucocytes of a teenager.