
Tonya Harding: There's no such thing as truth. It's bullshit. Everyone has their own truth, and life just does whatever the fuck it wants.

Applejack: Hold on now. Lemme get this straight. When the Storm King came, you just abandoned your entire city and fled?
Princess Skystar: We didn't flee! We swam! Y'know, in order to flee.

Roman J. Israel, Esq.: We are formed of frailty and error. Let us pardon reciprocally each other's follies. That is the first law of nature.

Lucas Ward: I always find a book that much more compelling when the character stands to lose everything.

Spud: You ruined my life, and now you're ruining my fucking death too.

King Arthur: Why have enemies when you can have friends?

Hank Marlow: Who's winning the war?
Captain James Conrad: Which one?
Hank Marlow: That makes sense, I guess.

Tulsa: People don't go around saying what they feel, whenever they feel it. They have guards, and-and shields and other metaphors.
Gardner Elliot: Why?
Tulsa: Because we're all messed up and scared and trying to be something that we're not and-and if we all went around just declaring our innermost desires to the exact people we felt them for, we all end up happy or something.

File Clerk: Everyone remembers where they were at the blackout. You?
K: That was a little before my time.
File Clerk: I was home with my folks. Then ten days of darkness. Every machine stopped cold. When the lights came back, we were wiped clean. Photos, files, every bit of data. Gone. Bank records, too. Didn't mind that. It's funny only paper lasted. I mean, we had everything on drives. Everything, everything, everything. My mom still cries over the lost baby pictures.
K: Well, it's a shame. You must have been adorable.

Mildred Hayes: I don't care if you never did shit or you never saw shit or you never heard shit. You joined the gang. You're culpable. And when a person is culpable to altar-boy-fucking, or any kinda boy-fucking, I know you guys didn't really narrow that down, then they kinda forfeit the right to come into my house and say anything about me, or my life, or my daughter, or my billboards. So, why don't you just finish your tea there, Father, and get the fuck outta my kitchen.

Xander Cage: I live for this shit.

Caesar: I did not start this war. I offered you peace. I showed you mercy. But now you're here. To finish us off... for good.

Bif: Last time I checked there wasn't an age limit on getting your leg over.

Dom: My old scoutmaster used to say 'If the shortcut was a shortcut, it wouldn't be called a shortcut, it would be called a route'.

David Jordan: Goodnight, nobody.

Gene: Throw some sauce on that dance burrito.

Anna Shepherd: You are such a child.
Nick: A sexy child.
Nick: Wait, no.
Anna Shepherd: Goodbye, Nick.