“Ryoga to Ranma: 'Desperation Strike' my steely buttocks! I thought you were a fighter!”

“Lay your head on my shoulder and massage my buttocks while you cry.”

“And now I was trying to brush my hair,you know,when I thought about it,and looking at myself in mirrors,wondering if I was pretty.Pretty! A year ago,when my haair got in my eyes I hacked it off with a knife.The only thing important about my clothes was whether they were to stiff to move fast in battle. And Fang had been my best friend and an excellent fighter.”

“I thought that you said that your name was reserved only for family.” A small smile broke through his stoic expression. “The way I see it, even if you don’t come around and realize that you can’t resist my striking looks and enticing charm, and that you desperately want to spend the rest of your life in my arms—” “Which will never happen…” “—you’ll eventually end up with my silly little brother. Who, just to warn you, despite being a great guy, is nowhere near as handsome and charming as I.”

“Keller couldn't form any words for a moment. Then she said, "Galen? When you choose a form, choose something gentle."I thought you thought everybody had to be a fighter." He said.Some people shouldnt have to be.”

“Somehow I thought I had it all figured out, thought that I could predict everyone’s moves. I drew the puppet strings and laid preemptive strikes, but none of this was ever in my control.”