"There is no more lively sensation than that of pain; its impressions are certain and dependable, they never deceive as may those of the pleasure women perpetually feign and almost never experience.”
-Donatien Alphonse François, Marquis de Sade

Fate is fickle, Destiny is Insane, and Karma is a Bitch. Shut up and get to work.
-Itachi, Aria of the Moonless Night

The Curse of Bureaucracy (n.): Paperwork and regulations that prevent one from applying footwear suppositories to those who desperately need them.

Befriend (v.): to use mecha-class beam weaponry to inflict grievous bodily harm on a target in the process of proving the validity of your belief system.

Contrary to popular belief, we at Artillery Command do not believe we are God. We merely borrowed his "Smite" button
-anonymous

"That thing is the most vile and horrendous abomination that I have ever lain eyes upon. It reeks of darkness... it smells of blood and fire and it serves no purpose beyond murder, regardless of it being your... creation- stop laughing Revan it is not funny! If you wish to defeat the True Sith merely set that abomination upon them, surely they would fall on their own blades than listen to its disgusting voice!"
-Darth Malak to Darth Revan, shortly after being referred to as an "Organic Meatbag"

Yet nothing warms my heart so much as the sight of a gun so massive that its fury makes the very world tremble.
-First Captain Lysander of the Imperial Fists, Warhammer 40000

AN' DERE AIN'T NO SUCH FING AS ENUFF DAKKA, YA GROT! Enuff'z more than ya got an' less than too much an' there ain't no such fing as too much dakka. Say dere is, and me Squiggoff'z eatin' tonight!
-Any Ork worthy of being called such

There are some opponents you want to defeat. There are some opponents you want to kill. Then there are some opponents you want to stab numerous times, followed by unloading an M61 Vulcan Gatling gun, carpetbombing the entire area, spamming the corpse with a combination of Wave Motion Guns and Kill Sats, nuking, and to be sure, teabagging while playing a violin very badly.

Women were made beautiful and foolish, beautiful that a man may fall in love with them, and foolish that they may love him back.

"We poison our air and water to weed out the weak! We set off fission bombs in our only biosphere! We nailed our God to a stick! Don't fuck with the Human Race!" — A forum post

I don't need luck! I've got ammo.
Grunt-Mass Effect 3
the one line that almost makes up for the "ending"

They say a dog is a man's best friend.
But I don't even have enemies that would stare directly into my eyes whilst taking a dump on my carpet.

There is nothing to winning, really. That is, if you happen to be blessed with a keen eye, an agile mind, and no scruples whatsoever.
– Alfred Hitchcock

"I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter."
- Sir Winston Churchill

"Win and you get to rewrite the rules so that it was fair retroactively. Then laugh at the fools who complain about this."
- Khnemu, Sorcerer of the Thousand Sons, 'Thousand Shinji'

Shared pain is lessened, shared joy increased. This occurs because ignorance is bliss and the intelligence of a group is inversely proportional to the number of people in it.
- Anonymous

"There's no such thing as overkill; only unworthy targets."

D&D Tip: You know how Elmer Fudd feels when he's chasing Bugs off a cliff and keeps running for awhile until Bugs hands him a book explaining gravity and he falls? Turns out that's how D&D works, too. Check this out:

Monks are not actually proficient with unarmed strike.

Now that you know, you can't unlearn it.

"Writing mainstream fiction is rather like playing a beautifully tuned grand piano. it's a wonderful experience and you can get a great sound out of it. Writing science fiction is like playing a gigantic church organ, one with four keyboards, two more keyboards for your feet, a hundred different switches and a load of stops to pull out, because pulling out all the stops is very important." Iain M Banks

"I SAY AGAIN! THIS HUMBLE SERVANT BESEECHES THE ASSISTANCE OF HEAVEN, THAT THE TYRANNY OF EVIL MEN HARM NOT THE RIGHTEOUS! COORDINATES NOVEMBER-MIKE ZERO-FOUR-EIGHT-THREE NINER-NINER-FIVE-SEVEN! CLEANSE FOR EFFECT, OVER!"

We're SB. We invented "One, at sufficient velocity". We have weaponized sand grains, ponies, kittens, hugs, and the energy of pure selfless goodwill. Given an ideal utopia, we will figure out how to conquer it. We are Spacebattles. This is what we do.
Spacebattles, Fuck Yeah! -macdjord