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Māli was here

Being alive is making choices. Between love and hate, between holding out your hand or closing it as a fist... I don't have any easy answers, Markus. You have to accept the world as it is... or fight to change it.

Hangman's paradox

Hightower, Knox, Newberry, Beiderman.

Each one had this office before me, and each one wrote a letter to the professor who would come after.

Now it's my turn.

I'm writing a letter to the faceless, nameless professor who will take this office after me.

Who are you?
What questions are you wrestling with?

Where are you looking for your answers?

Do you take this office at the end of a long and distinguished career?

Or are you on the ascent -- your greatest work waiting for you amid an infinity of possibilities?

Do you hover above the chaos, looking for your answers in patterns and trends, or do you need to be at ground level, walking through the problem?

CONNOR, WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING
I'm analyzing the blood...

My name is Connor, I'm the android sent by CyberLife

Call me one more time!

Connor: I'm not needy.

Markus: Connor, you're the definition of needy. Remember that time you called me at three in the morning to make sure we were still dating?

Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

We fought for these ideals; we shouldn't settle for less

I'm alive

Let the good times roll

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

I only dance with you

Life without emotions wouldn't be worth living

Everything is numbers

'Go over everything and I mean everything. Above his mattress, below his mattress, inside his mattress. If there is such a thing as a forth mattress dimension, go over that too.'

Jeff Collier:

You're a woman of a certain age - the old body-clock's ticking.

Kathleen 'Dixie' Dixon:

Do me a favour!

Jeff Collier:

I'm sensitive to that.

Kathleen 'Dixie' Dixon:

I don't have a clucky bone in my body.

Jeff Collier:

Well if you change your mind, you've only got to ask, you know. I'd be more than happy to supply a bit of the old... Jeff Juice.

Kathleen 'Dixie' Dixon:

[disgusted] I think I've just thrown up in my mouth.

Marry me, and I'll love you forever

Colby Granger:

You assaulted a federal agent with a deadly weapon.

Henry Korfelt:

It was a Volkswagen.

Who Am I to you

Are faded chalk marks and scratches on the floor the only evidence that I was here, or did some scribbled note, some fragment of a proof invert your perception of the world...

...even confirm it, cementing what you knew in your heart to be true, with the balance of left column to right?

What footprints have I left behind?

Do they endure, or has the ocean of discovery washed them away already?