FRAY TO FREE

See, that’s why you should retire before your brain goes. Oh. Sorry, boss. Bad choice of words.

It may be too late for us, but it's not too late for you, Andreas.

I want my journey to be full of laughter.

Get up without my permission, I'll blast your ass so far through your head, it'll turn the moon cherry pie red.

Man shall no longer bear wings to carry him to the heavens. Henceforth, he shall walk.

You had a disturbing dream. You can only recall one point. A tall figure with a golden mask led you among the dead as through a wedding celebration. You heard many voices, but no lips moved. You strained to breathe, but your chest didn't move. The tall figure spoke with each figure as he passed

So pretty. I loved the look in your eyes when I hurt you.

Bwah hah hah! I am Grimoire Weiss! My very name brings kingdoms to their knees!

Sinclair?! Sinclair, I'm trapped. Please, oh god, the security systems won't let me out, they're keeping me here.

I ask not that you guide my wayward son. Just stay by his side.

The world ends with you. If you want to enjoy life, expand your world. You gotta push your horizons out as far as they'll go.

Oh, if you by then have forgiven me / When push comes to shove / We don't have to be enemies / Won't you hear me out?

You can't wake up if you don't fall asleep.

The darkness always ends, Magdalene. We must remember that.

Hey, chin up. I know the night just got darker, but it won't last forever.

Wherever I go / You're always there / Riding next to me

Though parted by the ocean deep, / My oldest friend, we meet again. / I touch your face; you rouse from sleep.

You had a disturbing dream. You can only recall one point. A tall figure with a golden mask led you among the dead as through a wedding celebration. You heard many voices, but no lips moved. You strained to breathe, but your chest didn't move. The tall figure spoke with each figure as he passed

It may be too late for us, but it's not too late for you, Andreas.

Greetings... you whoo are my final encounter. I wish to hear your words... share your feelings... know your thoughts. May we please... be friends?

Acta est fabula, plaudite!

After you rescued her in Tartarus, Sophia Akande offered you any reward you could imagine. Power. Wealth. Influence. However, you were more interested in the simple pleasures in life — like the smooth, artificially enhanced flavor of a Rizzo’s Purpleberry Munch. Rizzo’s Purpleberry Munch —

You're a sky pirate, aren't you? Then steal me! Is that too much to ask?

I'm going to die here, amongst the ghosts. I... I'm still being recorded by the holographic system.

You will never get what you want -- not even the battle you pine for so dearly.

Noelle Come Home I Made You A Battery Acid Pie

Sinclair?! Sinclair, I'm trapped. Please, oh god, the security systems won't let me out, they're keeping me here.

Think we can handle it? We can always CALL IN THE MARINES!

In the end, all girls are like the Rose Bride.

Well dance motherfucker, we'll be in hell soon.

Wait for me, Utena.

I'm not some princess who needs to be coddled-- shit.

Wait for me, Utena.

In War, Victory. In Peace, Vigilance. In Death, Sacrifice.

Don't know why they chose to make a robot based on some pre-War cop instead of a math genius or a bioengineer. But hey, maybe that's why the Institute tossed me in the garbage instead of turning me into one of their people snatchers.

What the Hell is a half-trained artist with half a university degree going to do against the might of the Holy Roman Empire? Idiots!

Oh, come on, Gaia! It'd look lovely on you! Wait...you're not embarrassed to wear it, are you?

The darkness always ends, Magdalene. We must remember that.

Holy Mothman, I will slay this unbeliever in your name!

I want my journey to be full of laughter.

COME GET SOME, MOTHERFUCKERS!

What the fuck is this? Is this... French? I can't fucking read French!

You can't wake up if you don't fall asleep.

Your love, bright as the starlight / Oh child, still we can see / A black moon over the peacefield / Oh child, stay close to me

And last, was the girl. At last, was the girl.

It’s something that was used by the Borgia family in Italy long ago. A poison. So, do you like those cookies? I made them myself.

They offered you the city... and you refused it. And what did you do instead? What I've come to expect of you. You saved them. You gave them the one thing that was stolen from them: A chance. A chance to learn, to find love, to live. And in the end, what was your reward? You never said it, but I

It may be too late for us, but it's not too late for you, Andreas.

Get up without my permission, I'll blast your ass so far through your head, it'll turn the moon cherry pie red.