Jeffrey Sinclair: The best way to understand someone is to fight him, make him angry. That's when you see the real person.
***
Stephen Franklin: It's all so brief, isn't it? Typical human lifespan is almost a hundred years, but it's barely a second compared to what's out there. It wouldn't be so bad if life didn't take so long to figure out. Seems you just start to get it right and then… it's over.
Ivanova: Doesn't matter. If we lived 200 years we'd still be human, we'd still make the same mistakes.
Franklin: You're a pessimist.
Ivanova: I'm Russian, doctor. We understand these things.
***
G'Kar: Yes. They are a mystery. And I am both terrified and reassured to know that there are still wonders in the universe… That we have not yet explained everything. Whatever they are, Ms. Sakai, they walk near Sigma 957. They must walk there alone.
***
Sinclair: Sometimes doing the right thing doesn't change anything.
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Michael Garibaldi: Protests are as much use with the Vorlons as fairy wings on a cement truck.
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Garibaldi: I try never to get involved in my own life. Too much trouble.
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John Sheridan: Never start a fight, but always finish it.
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Ivanova: Lennier, get us the hell out of here!
Lennier: Initiating “getting the hell out of here” maneuver.
***
Drazi: Captain… We're sorry… We thought you were dead.
John Sheridan: [deadpan] I was. I'm better now.
***
Lorien: I am the last, and… I was the first.
Susan Ivanova: I have to admit, I'm a little bit skeptical about that.
Lorien: Skepticism is the language of the mind. What does your heart tell you?
Ivanova: My heart and I don't speak anymore.
Lorien: Yes. I have noticed that.
***
John Sheridan: A Vorlon said, “Understanding is a three edged sword: your side, their side… And the truth”. Well, the truth is we don't need you anymore.
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Bester: Ms. Alexander has no business being here. She's a blip! By all rights, I should arrest her and take her back with me.
John Sheridan: Oh, you could do that. And I could nail your head to the table, set fire to it, and feed your charred remains to the Pak'ma'ra. But… It's an imperfect world, and we never get exactly what we want. So get used to it!
***
Lennier: I managed to… Explain matters to them. They will recover, in time.
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Ivanova: Why do I get the ugly suspicion that you're volunteering me for this job?
Sheridan: I accept your offer!
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John Sheridan: If you're going to wait for the universe to start making sense, you'll have a long wait ahead of you.
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Susan Ivanova: This is the White Star fleet. Negative on the surrender. We will not stand down.
Captain Thomson, Earthforce: Who is this? Identify yourself!
Ivanova: Who am I? I am Susan Ivanova. Commander. Daughter of Andrei and Sophie Ivanov. I am the right hand of vengeance, and the boot that is going to kick your sorry ass all the way back to Earth, sweetheart! I am Death Incarnate, and the last living thing that you are ever going to see. God sent me.
***
G'Kar: It's bad luck to die on an empty stomach.
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Delenn: We are all born as molecules in the hearts of a billion stars. Molecules that do not understand politics or policies or differences. Over a billion years, we foolish molecules forget who we are and where we came from. In desperate acts of ego, we give ourselves names, fight over lines on maps, and pretend that our light is better than everyone else's.
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G'Kar: We are all the sum of our tears. Too little and the ground is not fertile, and nothing can grow there. Too much, the best of us is washed away.
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G'Kar: I believe that when we leave a place, part of it goes with us and part of us remains. Go anywhere in the station when it is quiet, and just listen. After a while, you will hear the echoes of all our conversations, every thought and word we’ve exchanged. Long after we are gone, our voices will linger in these walls for as long as this place remains. But I will admit that the part of me that is going will very much miss the part of you that is staying.
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G'Kar: Minister Kafta, this ship is being held together by little pieces of wire and good intentions. If we land in this condition, assuming we do not have an unpleasant encounter with the ground on the way down, I doubt very much they could take off again. They would be trapped with us, and the ship looking for them would find it, find them, find us, find you, a brilliant cascade of cause and effect. Isn't the universe a wonderful place? I wouldn't live anywhere else.
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