“I am not made of steel. Rage. I...am made... of RAGE!!!!”

“Dr. Banner, your work is unparalleled. And I'm a huge fan of the way you lose control and turn into an enormous, green rage monster.”

“I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I'm afraid of. ”

“I'm working! What are you doing? Besides being...Being what?Wait a minute...Sarcastic? Unfeeling? British?It's an animal.Where?No, the word!Still you have to admit, I am... very British. I don't say hard R's.You know what I like? Brown sauce. What's it made of? Science doesn't know!It's made of brown.Brown. Mined from the earth by the hardscrabble brown miners of North Brownderton.Oh, my God. I find lentils completely incomprehensible. What the sun-dappled hell is Echo doing at Fremont?That's got nothing to do with the drug, which means our problems are huge and indomitable.Ooh. I could eat that word. Or a crisp. Do you have any crisps?You haven't seen my drawer of inappropriate starches? C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!Oh my god, I'm having such a terrible day.”

“It is good to know, no matter how long I am gone...you do not grow up too much.”

“All right, Emma. You brought me in. You made your move. Just like I knew you would. A nice move. Now it's my turn.”

“When you’re telling a story, you’re trying to connect to people in a particular way … The way in which you guys have inhabited this world, this universe, has made you part of it, part of the story. You are living in Firefly. When I see you guys, I don’t think the show is off the air. I don’t think there’s a show; I think that’s what the world is like. … The story is our lives.”