Man dies the way he was born: soft, weak and helpless. Death, the one certainty in this universe of chaos, can be both a tragic end and a release from suffering, It can come as an unexpected twist, or as a beautiful, crowning counterpart to a live well lived. The curse we face as humanity, the only living beings in constant awareness of death, is our inordinate focus on the fact. How much happier is the life of the gazelle that escapes the cheetah's clutches, thinking that it evaded death once and for all, than the poor soul living out his days knowing each step inches him closer to the void!
V: What is the sound of one hand clapping?
Zen Master: That depends - is someone clapping with you?
V: Guess I meant, I dunno... a happier ending... for everyone involved.
Johnny: Here, for folks like us? Wrong city, wrong people.
Even in dark times, we cannot relinquish the things that make us human.
She just needs to realize the only difference between savage and sophisticated is the proper seasoning.
Bullets don't distinguish between tough and weak.
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V: Hajime, lemme ask you something. What would you say to a person who walked right into their greatest foe's jail to safe their life?
Hajime: Hm. I would say "All right. But do not forget the way home."
If planting bombs net enough, what can you do? You become bomb.
Some believe uncertainty is an evil that should be dispelled through divination. Others claim it's change that is evil. But that isn't true either. Every minute of every day, we each become someone new. We shouldn't fear change itself, but only who we might change into. Knowing one's path is moth important.
Listen, if I had to choose who to hole up with on a desert island, it wouldn't be you. Ever. Hell, the whole cast of "Little Big Corporats" would have you beat. 'Cause you're a dickhead, in a big way. And sure, plenty of other out there are more deservin' of life. but even so... I'd never wish you dead.
Once out of nature I shall never take my bodily form from any natural thing, But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make, of hammered gold and gold enamelling, to keep a drowsy Emperor awake; or set up a golden bough to sing, to lords and ladies of Byzantium, of what is past, or passing, or to come.
If it looks like miso and smells like miso, it its not the best miso.
True love comes to die in Night City. Husbands cheat on wives - wives cheat on husbands. Then they divorce and talk behind each other's backs.
I looked for the truth. Found it. Didn't like it. Wish to hell I could forget it.
When a man with a singsong voice tells me to fuck off, it ALWAYS concerns me, boyo.
What is a man but the sum of his memories? We are the stories we live! The tales we tell ourselves!
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Bet you didn't know your mom and dad tried to protest when we put you in training. They loved their little boy, JC, and that's why they're dead. I'm sending up the man who did the job.
I'm the leading man. Do you know what they say about the leading man? He never dies.
Given enough time, any man may master the physical. Given enough knowledge, any man may become wise. It is a true warrior, who can master both.
It ain't no secret I didn't get these scars falling over in church.
I miss the internet...
I never had time to take the Oath of Service to the Coalition. How about this one? I swear not to rest until UNATCO is free of you and the other crooked bureaucrats who have perverted its mission.
Say whatever you please... DIE, YOU WORM!
Your moves are miscalculated and underestimating your enemies - your biggest mistake. You will find the will of a single man can be broken.
A memory is something that is consciously recalled, right? That's why sometimes, it can be mistaken or wrong. It's different from a memory locked deep within your heart.
