Rorschach: You see, Doctor, God didn’t kill that little girl. Fate didn’t butcher her and destiny didn’t feed her to those dogs. If God saw what any of us did that night he didn’t seem to mind. From then on I knew… God doesn’t make the world this way. We do.
Laurie Juspeczyk: The most powerful thing in the universe… still just a puppet.
Jon Osterman: We are all puppets, Laurie. I’m just the puppet who can see the strings.
Jon Osterman: Miracles by they’re definition are meaningless, only what can happen does happen.
Jon Osterman: Will you smile if I admit I was wrong?
Laurie Juspeczyk: About what?
Jon Osterman: Miracles. Events with astronomical odds of occurring, like oxygen turning into gold. I’ve longer to witness such an event, and yet I neglect that in human coupling. Millions upon millions of cells compete to create life, for generation after generation until, finally, your mother loves a man. Edward Blake, the Comedian, a man she has every reason to hate, and out of that contradiction, against unfathomable odds, it’s you – only you – that emerged, to distill so specific a form from all that chaos. It’s like turning air into gold. A miracle.
Edward Blake: God damn I love working on American soil, Dan. Ain’t had this much fun since Woodward and Bernstein. Congress is pushing through some new bill that’s gonna outlaw masks. Our days are numbered. Till then it’s like you always say, we’re society’s only protection.
Dan Dreiberg: From what?
Edward Blake: You kidding me? From themselves.
Adrian Veidt: Well, it was unprecedented. I wanted… *needed* to match his accomplishments, and so I resolved to apply antiquity’s teaching to our world, *today*. And so began my path to conquest. Conquest not of men, but of the evils that beset them.
Adrian Veidt: What, in life, does not deserve celebrating?