May we meet again.
It's never easy.
There are some things you can't outrun.
Sharing tea with a fascinating stranger is one of life's true delights.
A dream, given form: where humans and aliens can work their differences peacefully, a port of call - home away from home. It's our last best hope.
I suddenly find myself needing to know the plural of apocalypse.
The job never stops.
It's turtles all the way down!
We're all stories, in the end.
Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!
Winter is always coming.
Everyone said they were witches. I desperately wanted to believe it.
I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy, and hungry, and I am not throwing away my shot.
Of course it's happening inside your head, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real? (Includes Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.)
May the odds be ever in your favour.
The wide man fears a night with no moon.
Me and my merry band of mutant bird kids.
In a land of myth and a time of magic...
I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting.
Everything is numbers.
Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
An ordinary archer practices until he gets it right. A Ranger practices until she never gets it wrong.
That's all there is.
Why is straight the default?
To boldly go where no man has gone before...
Military folk. The only way you know to solve problems is by beating them with a stick.
As long as I'm going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly.