People are ignorant. They'll feel better as long as someone is punished.

It's not like I drifted here on the tides of fate. I'm here because I chose to be here.

You were almost a Jill sandwich!

Hmm... Where is the satisfying sound of one's impalement?

I don’t need a weapon; my friends are my power!

Reliance upon others is a weakness for the strong but strength for the weak. Wisdom and balance lie in knowing your nature over time.

It's not out of the question that you might have a very minor case of serious brain damage.

Who are you, that do not know your history?

You will soon have your God, and you will make it with your own hands.

A famous explorer once said, that the extraordinary is in what we do, not who we are.

What is bravery, without a dash of recklessness?

Batman: You want to know something funny? Even after everything you've done, I would have saved you.
The Joker: Actually, that is pretty funny.

Next to you I realize just how pathetic I am...

An Assassin takes orders.... from..... No One!.

V: Nice ride. Lots of space. Practical.
Panam: Say no more. Please.
V: How the hell'd you land in this mess?
Panam: I liked the color. The air freshener and booster seat came extra.
V: You know I don't mean the car.

The wind whistling through boarded-up windows. Tumbleweeds scratching across dry, sandy tracks. That's how towns die. Not with a bang, but with whispers and whimpers.

Assessment, Assembly, Action.
Whatever your task, you do three things. Start by assessing what you already have and what you'll face, the problem. Then you plan with those variables in mind. Take what you have, get what you need, assemble things, people. Finally, you take action. Simple.

Your body can be chrome... but the heart never changes. It wants what it wants.

You can't know Night City well, ever. It's always changin', always surprisin'. Part of its charm.

He's fucked in the head, the world's fucked in the head - and you're fucked in the head 'cause MY fucked up head is inside it.
Guess if you want to save the world, that's the first step - get fucked in the head.

Some people are only nice because they're afraid of getting hurt. Or 'cause their religion tells 'em to be.

Right... what the hell kind of a name is Soap, eh?

Thanks for the thank, he never get me anything.

I spill my drink!

Guess even pneumatic arms can't lift morale in a toxic workplace.