“Adrian Veidt: I did the right thing, didn't I? It all worked out in the end.Dr. Manhattan: 'In the end'? Nothing ends, Adrian. Nothing ever ends.”

“Jon, wait before leave... I did the right thing didn't I? It all worked out in the end.'In the end'? Nothing ends Adrian. Nothing ever ends.Jon? Wait! What do you mean by ...”

“Nothing ends, Adrian. Nothing ever ends.”

“It wasn't the way to end things, not at all. I agreed, but the problem was, there was no real way to end things. Nothing would ever feel quite right. I would rather have searched and searched forever than finally sat down in a spot and said, This is it. Here is where we will end it.”

“there never is a happy ending because nothing ever ends.”

“I was no better at reading people than I had been ten seconds ago, but in that moment, I suddenly gained a flash of understanding into the mystery that was Adrian Ivashkov. People didn't believe in him very often. They had low expectations of him, so he did as well. Even Eddie had sort of written him off: 'He's Adrian'. As though there was nothing to be done for it.I also suddenly realized that, as unlikely as it seemed, Adrian and I had a lot in common. Both of us were constantly boxed in by others' expectations. It didn't matter that people expected everything of me and nothing of him. We were still the same, both of us constantly trying to break out of the lines that others had defined for us and be our own person. Adrian Ivashkov — flippant, vampire party boy — was more like me than anyone else knew.”