hollow knight, better call saul, no longer human, moral orel spoilers

• "Huge crowds once flocked to hear me sing, then something changed. The audience, once so enrapt, began to leave. I continued to sing yet my voice fell silent upon their ears." - marissa (hollow knight)
• "I'd not have obstructed this happening, but it caused me some pain to knowingly stand idle. ...What? You might think me stern but I'm not completely cold. We do not choose our mothers, or the circumstance into which we are born. Despite all the ills of this world, I'm thankful for the life she granted me. It's quite a debt I owed. Only in allowing her to pass, and taking the burden of the future in her stead, can I begin to repay it." - hornet (hollow knight)
• "Just one more thing that good ol' Howard has to work through. But yes, I will land on my feet. I will be okay." - howard hamlin (better call saul)
• "The Yozo we knew was so easy-going and amusing, and if only he hadn’t drunk—no, even though he did drink—he was a good boy, an angel." - no longer human (epilogue)
• "Before I was shot, I always thought that I was more half-there than all-there – I always suspected that I was watching TV instead of living life. People sometimes say that the way things happen in movies is unreal, but actually it's the way things happen in life that's unreal. The movies make emotions look so strong and real, whereas when things really do happen to you, it's like watching television – you don't feel anything. Right when I was being shot and ever since, I knew that I was watching television. The channels switch, but it's all television." - andy warhol
• " You know, the pain. Of you. Day in, day out, being there, with that face. Not knowing what to say. Not caring anymore. Not even knowing that you'll probably only care about her when it's finally too late. Forgetting about all those desperate, those desperate years you spent alone. Your barren years, where no woman would even considered resting her tired head on your shakey little shoulder. And stinking of belly semen. Why even wipe? And then when you finally get one of these, (fanfare), coveted pieces of tail that have been built up as the grand trophy in your nothing life! You tried desperately to keep it. Not to protect it, but to hoard it. To keep it away from the other wolves and jackals circling your territory. And you realize... all to soon... that you're not good enough! That maybe there was a jerkoff called Darwin after all, and that you never acknowledged his existence because you knew deep inside that you were really what you feared you were. Weak, and passive, and ultimately broken by the ones who were made the fittest. And that through your weaknesess you built up a poison that poisoned others around you (sob) that you love. And the only true justice was to let those dominant jackals feed on you, survive off you..." - clay puppington (moral orel)