Gunnerkrigg Court/Quotes

"Annie's narration: There was only one sensible solution to the problem. Antimony: I must construct a robotic walking device which will provide you with transit across the bridge!"

"Mort: And how did you know that girl didn't like clowns? Antimony: Nobody likes clowns."

""We all eat a handful of dirt before we die, Annie. Who cares if it tastes like cherries?""

""Congratulations to those who figured this out. In my mind I am picturing a dart board with every available space riddled with darts.""

""Those guys in panel 4 are not Aly, and they are not Annie's dad in disguise, nor are they the girl from the photo, or transgendered clones of Annie's mom sent back in time to act as spies.""

"Antimony: I've noticed an odd duality while I've been at the Court. In the subjects taught, the students, and... things... that happen. Jones: For a school of science, there is much that science does not explain. Antimony: Exactly."

""Dear readers, this comic is still a work of fiction.""

"Antimony: Not many people would get excited by a large, empty room. Kat: It may be empty but it's full of potential!"

"Kat: You gotta let me examine that thing one day, Annie. Figure out how it burns some things and not others. Reynardine: It behaves that way because she wills it so. That's how a blinker stone works! Kat: That doesn't explain anything! Reynardine: It explains enough, doesn't it? Kat: Ugh! That's a terrible ethic!"

"Antimony: Robot, who is Jeanne? Robot S1: She died and we did nothing."

""I am very disappointed in you, Boxbot.""

""The Court isn't a big monster that does as it pleases. Es a collection of people. Working to do what they think is right. And, over time, other people see what is wrong, what mistakes were made, and work hard to fix them. I cry too, when I find this place. But I ask to help. To change things and make them better.""

"Kat: I know! I could construct a robotic throwing device which will provide the stone with transit to the river's edge! Antimony: What an... odd thing to say."

"the bandit: Oh what bizarre ideas we flocculate, when first we begin to speculate. Per: As long as we ad hocculate, confusion will accumulate. Jiminiminy: As we post our verbal distillate, so rises the urge to cantillate."

"I think we keep collectively forgetting this isn't the kind of comic where ancient undead elves give powerful magic boons to the hero, it's a comic where a girl loses her hair clip and a zombie spends 50+ chapters trying to get it back to her."