Loki_Six

"Nature made me a freak. Man made me a weapon. And God made it last too long." Skvelá koncovka velikána. Laura bola úžasná. Už pri predošlých X-menoch som sa čudoval prečo sa tam X-23 ešte neobjavila.

"Men are attracted to flawed women, too, of course, but their illusion is that they can fix them. Women don't want to fix anything. They only want to be entertained. The truth about women is you can do anything to them except bore them."

Stu: Vies vobec co sa tu deje? Alan: Ano viem. Phil robi vsetku pracu, ja som jeho asistent a ty tu postavas ako idiot.

Zaujimavo natocene. Ten komiksovy styl to cele este vylepsil.

"You can wipe out an entire generation, you can burn their homes to the ground and somehow they'll still find their way back. But if you destroy their history, you destroy their achievements and it's as if they never existed. That's what Hitler wants and that's exactly what we are fighting for."

Neville: [talking to Anna about Bob Marley] He had this idea. It was kind of a virologist idea. He believed that you could cure racism and hate... literally cure it, by injecting music and love into people's lives. When he was scheduled to perform at a peace rally, a gunman came to his house and shot him down. Two days later he walked out on that stage and sang. When they asked him why - He said, "The people, who were trying to make this world worse... are not taking a day off. How can I? Light up the darkness."

"My dear Edgar, I remember how I used to take you on my knee and tell you wild tales, which you always did me the great courtesy of believing. Now you are grown, time and space have parted us, but I reach out across that distance, to that same wide eyed boy and ask him to believe me once more. This wild tale begins thirteen years ago, in the Arizona Territory, between the Pinaleño Mountains and the backside of hell."

Lyanna Mormont: Your son was butchered at the Red Wedding, Lord Manderly. And you refused the call. You swore allegiance to House Stark, Lord Glover, but in their hour of greatest need, you refused the call. And you, Lord Cerwyn - your father was skinned alive by Ramsay Bolton... still, you refused the call. But House Mormont remembers. The North remembers! We know no king but the King in the North whose name is Stark. I don't care if he's a bastard. Ned Stark's blood runs through his veins. He's my king from this day until his last day.

"You're going to die tomorrow, Lord Bolton. Sleep well."

"We all bloody die. Except this one here."