I will show them there is nothing to be afraid of, for there is no species nor origin, vested rank or holy status that will stop the sharp edge of a sword.
We all bleed the same blood, and the cushions of your thrones have made you weak and impotent.
KIRK
You aren't going to admit that for the first time in your life, you committed a purely human, emotional act?
SPOCK
No, sir.
KIRK
Mr. Spock, you are a stubborn man.
SPOCK
Yes, sir.
"Oh, Shadowlord! I love you, Shadowlord! Come over here and give Weiss a big sloppy kiss, Shadowlord!" Now pull your head out of your goddamn ass and start fucking helping us!
WATCHER
We're just echoes, repeating.
KNOWER
Even echoes are defined by the space in which they reverberate. At least to our ears, they change with each occurrence. They decay. No surface is perfect enough. Are we destined to reflect until we dissipate?
These skulls sneer their devilish grins,
voices chattering, tempting me to take the plunge deeper into Hell... I
won't do it.
I've hidden them away amongst the furnishings, books, and the very
foundations of this accursed place. Forgive me Gabriel, I will await
your…
Even for a little while, people can sleep in their beds without being afraid. That kind of time is worth anything. Don't say it isn't worth it. Your words that day Yuna, I remember them well.