"Gather round my wealthy friends
And endure the horrifying sights
Only your worst nightmares can produce
Actual human beings of a deformed nature
Come at once
And come and enduldge yourself
In our own twisted amusement of
Another’s misfortune
Yes, ladies and gentlemen
Enter our three ring show of freaks!"
Regard your soldiers as your children, and they will follow you into the deepest valleys.
Look on them as your own beloved sons, and they will stand by you even unto death!"
I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
THOSE THAT I FIGHT I DO NOT HATE,
THOSE THAT I GUARD I DO NOT LOVE;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan’s poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I BALANCED ALL, BROUGHT ALL TO MIND,
THE YEARS TO COME SEEMED WASTE OF BREATH,
A WASTE OF BREATH THE YEARS BEHIND
IN BALANCE WITH THIS LIFE, THIS DEATH.
Rise and shine, Mister Freeman.
Rise and shine...
Not that I wish to imply you have been sleeping on the job;
Noone is more deserving of a rest,
and all the effort in the world would have gone to waste when...well, lets just say your hour has come again.
The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world.
So, wake up, Mister Freeman...wake up and...smell the ashes.
G-man (Half-Life 2 Intro)
Time, Dr. Freeman?
Is it really that time again?
It seems as if you’ve only just arrived.
You’ve done a great deal in a small timespan. You’ve done so well, in fact, that I’ve received some interesting offers for your services.
Ordinarily, I wouldn’t contemplate them, but these are extraordinary times.
Rather than offer you the illusion of free choice, I will take the liberty of choosing for you, if and when your time comes around again.
I do apologize for what must seem an arbitrary imposition, Dr. Freeman.
I trust it will all make sense to you in the course of...well, I’m really not at liberty to say.
In the meantime...This is where I get off.
G-man (End of Half-Life 2)
Soldiers, Sailors and Airmen of the Allied Expeditionary Force!
You are about to embark upon the Great Crusade, toward which we have
striven these many months. The eyes of the world are upon you. The
hopes and prayers of liberty-loving people everywhere march with you.
In company with our brave Allies and brothers-in-arms on
other Fronts, you will bring about the destruction of the German war
machine, the elimination of Nazi tyranny over the oppressed peoples of
Europe, and security for ourselves in a free world.
Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well
equipped and battle hardened. He will fight savagely.
But this is the year 1944! Much has happened since the Nazi triumphs of
1940-41. The United Nations have inflicted upon the Germans great defeats,
in open battle, man-to-man. Our air offensive has seriously reduced their
strength in the air and their capacity to wage war on the ground. Our Home
Fronts have given us an overwhelming superiority in weapons and munitions
of war, and placed at our disposal great reserves of trained fighting men.
The tide has turned! The free men of the world are marching together to
Victory!
I have full confidence in your courage and devotion to duty and skill in
battle. We will accept nothing less than full Victory!
Good luck! And let us beseech the blessing of Almighty God upon this great
and noble undertaking.
--- Dogbert said the deepest thing ever.
“It is all a part of the big illusion we perpetuate upon ourselves and which is in turn perpetuated upon us. When we believe we engage the illusion, when we stop believing we shatter the illusion and ourselves in the process because we are part of it."