Mad Oracle/Quotes

"Yes. Alive now, dead later. That's life. You all fall down. Girl next, then boy. You'll see. I see."

—The Homeless Man, Final Destination: Dead Reckoning

Two protons expelled at each coupling site creates the mode of force. The embryo becomes a fish, though we don't enter until A-plate. We're here to experience, evolve the little toe. Atrophy. Don't ask me how, I'll be dead in a thousand light-years. Thank you, thank you. Genesis turns to its source, reduction occurs stepwise though the essence is all one, end of line. All functions within parameters repeats the harlequin...

—The Hybrid, Battlestar Galactica

I've realized that you probably don't know how this all ends yet. I'm sorry about that. I forget these things. Ever since the tower fell, I have been at all places between two points. I forget that it's all linear to most people. Effects follow causes and causes precede effects. And I still live all those moments.
I'm sorry, Character. I was rambling. The Freakshow in the cult are going to try to kill you now, but since you don't yet know where to go to take the fight to them, they have the advantage. However, we can edit out all of the tedious searching for hideouts and interrogation. I will tell you where to go. There, you will find out about the cult that's overtaken the Freakshow on the island. It will bring you a step closer to escaping the horror at the end.
They call themselves the cult of...
Oh, I'm sorry. Causes, then effects.

—Diviner Maros, City of Villains, possibly the patron saint of this trope

The crimson ship... he's not who he says she is, and it's going to burn... dinosaurs? ... he's furious... the man with the crest... the voice in the darkness, boss... Chinese brothers... follow the lights to the end of the tunnel... where do you want to go?

—Rosa the Thin-Blood, Vampire: The Masquerade Bloodlines.

"Oh shit. A Malkavian. I suppose I'll figure out what the hell you're talking about in a month or so. Man, I hate talking to you guys! I always feel like I'm getting an answer to a question I haven't even asked yet."

—Bertram Tung, Vampire: The Masquerade Bloodlines.

The Legion Astartes stand tallest of all men or gods - part machine, part flesh and possessed by a feral desire to smite their foes to dust. But Chaos corrupts all and many turned to face to dark with open hearts and let it embrace them what is this I write I do not understand all that I know and the paper is stained with words I do not remember writing yet the ink is still wet! Voices echo from that I have never heard but I cannot stop Sigmar help

—Richter Kless, scribbles in the margin of the Liber Chaotica, Warhammer Fantasy Battle