“Please! Don't all leave. Somebody has to do it, don't you see? Somebody has to save the world...”

“Please don't worry. It's a psychological complaint, common amongst ex-librarians. You see, she thinks she's a coffee table edition... ”

“Please, don't go. It's lonely. There's a hole in my head as big as the world and it's so very lonely...”

“Existence is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for too long. No meaning save what we choose to impose.”

“Don't leave home without your sword - your intellect.”

“As I see it, part of the art of being a hero is knowing when you don't need to be one anymore.”

“Eve: All this riot and uproar, V... is this Anarchy? Is this the Land of Do-As-You-Please? V: No. This is only the land of take-what-you-want. Anarchy means "without leaders", not "without order". With anarchy comes an age or ordnung, of true order, which is to say voluntary order... this age of ordung will begin when the mad and incoherent cycle of verwirrung that these bulletins reveal has run its course... This is not anarchy, Eve. This is chaos.”