Because there's no touching, this school is sensitive to wrong touching. [everyone stares] That was a bit, um, British, wasn't it? I'm always here if you need a hug, [jumps back] but not a real hug! The Brethren of Aurelius shall greet him, and usher him to his immortal destiny." As it is written, so shall it be. Like, is the hippo going, "hey man, where are my pants?
I did try to explain that my vocational choice of librarian was a deliberate attempt to minimize said contact, but he would have none of it. Flutie, may have gone in for all that touchy-feely relating nonsense, but he was eaten. And Sunnydale has touched and felt for the last time. People who think their problems are so huge craze me. Sometimes when I talk, everyone's so busy agreeing with me, they don't hear a word I say. 'Cause pretty soon you're not even gonna have the loser friends you've got now.
Sid (the dummy): [about his present condition] Let's just say there was me, there was a really mean demon, there was a curse, and the next thing I know, I'm not me any more. Like this time I sort of ran over this girl on her bike. You think I'm never lonely because I'm so cute and popular? Giles: Listen, some prophecies are-are a bit dodgy. Buffy herself has-has thwarted them time and time again, but this is the Codex. Buffy: [about the prophecy in which she will die] So that's it, huh?
If you ask me, I find myself preferring the old Buffy-whipped Angelus.
James destroyed the one person he loved the most in a moment of blind passion. Cordelia: Xander, I know you take pride in being the voice of the common wuss, but the truth is, certain people are entitled to special privileges.
No conscience, no remorse, it's an easy way to live. There was a time when we shared everything, wasn't there Angelus? A certain flower, or a a whiff of smoke can bring up experiences long forgotten. The knowledge gained from a computer is a - it, uh, it has no no texture, no-no context. If it's to last, then-then the getting of knowledge should be, uh, tangible, it should be, um, smelly. Cordelia: Whatever is causing the Joan Collins 'tude, deal with it. Hell, even the school librarian sees more action than me. Willow: [to Angel] Well, why do you think she went to that party? [to Giles] And you never let her do anything except work and patrol! Cordelia: I just don't see why everyone's always picking on Marie Antoinette. She worked really hard to look that good, and people just don't appreciate that kind of effort. Angelus: Spike, my boy, you really don't get it, do you?
You have no idea what it's like to have done the things I've done..care. You had a chance to come home, to rule with me in the Master's court for a thousand years, but you threw that away because of her. Giles: He thought it would behoove me to have more contact with the students. Embrace the pain, spank your inner moppet, whatever, but get over it. You ever think that the world is a giant game of musical chairs, and the music's stopped and we're the only ones who don't have a chair? That only she could defend her people from the nether world. And I know she's the Chosen One, but you're killing her with the pressure!
That only He's supposed to see anything before it happens. Unless of course they're puttin' up low-rent housing. Giles: Well the demon universe exists in a dimension separate from our own, and one breath of Acathla will create a vortex–a kind of whirlpool–that will pull everything on earth into that dimension where any non-demon life will suffer horrible and eternal torment.
Acathla turned to stone, as demons sometimes do, and was buried where neither man nor demon would want to look.
And no matter if he knows now that it was wrong and selfish and stupid, it is just something he's gonna have to live with.
Whistler: Bottom line is, even if you see them coming, you're not ready for the big moments.
[about a computer] It may be that you can wrest some information from that dread machine. I really believe if we all reach out to one another we can beat this thing. But if it's guilt you're looking for, Buffy, I'm not your man. I do what I wanna do, and I wear what I wanna wear. [Xander smiles] I'll date whoever the hell I wanna date.