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There's power in stories, though. That's all history is: the best tales. The ones that last. Might as well be mine.
— Varric explains the whole game
Do you know what I remember? When [my father] read to me. Stupid things, dragons and heroes. He wouldn't turn a page until I reached over and took his hand. That big man made every step of the story my choice. I loved that. He died of the wasting, in a Denerim ward. Those last weeks I read to him. I had to take his hand to turn the pages. And I couldn't tell if he was too weak, or if it was the old game...No one tells you how to mourn. And when someone says, "move on", you take their hand and say "my choice."
— Aveline explains Bioware games in a nutshell.
What do you want from me? I broke in, found my brother and it was awkward. Y'know, family business.
— Varric demonstrating how unreliable a narrator he is.
Without an end, there can be no peace. It gets no easier. Your struggles have only just begun.
We stand upon the precipice of change. The world fears the inevitable plummet into the abyss. Watch for that moment - and when it comes, do not hesitate to leap. It is only when you fall that you learn whether you can fly.
This isn't how it should be. Templars protect mages. We should stand together, against demons, not fight amongst ourselves. Before Meredith, things were different.
— Ser Thrask
There was a time when the rules of the Order could be...interpreted to suit a situation. Unlike these days.
Get rid of one threat and another appears. I'm starting to think this city's in love with crisis. Hope you're ready for it, my friend. I'm keeping Bianca close.
— First Enchanter Orsino
Merrill: How do you do it - living in this city without picking a side? Doesn't it matter to you?
Varric: Of course it does. That's why I don't take sides.
Merrill: That doesn't make any sense.
Varric: I've got you and Aveline, Fenris and Anders, Hawke, Isabela. I've got friends in the Circle and drinking buddies in the Templars. All of them matter.
Merrill: But you're going to fight - if it comes to that, I mean?
Varric: I fought my own brother, Daisy. Nobody said this was going to be a happy story.
— Party banter
Hawke: So what now? You aren't just going to leave, are you?
Tallis: You think I would fit into your merry entourage?
Isabela: Let's see... are you possessed? Consorting with demons? A pathological liar?
Aveline: I am none of those things.
Isabela: Can you run five miles carrying a cow over your head?
Aveline: That's better.
Tallis: I have six toes on my left foot.
Isabela: Eh, close enough.
— "Mark of the Assassin"
Your death toll is approaching natural disasters!
— Isabela, post-combat
Sweet blood of Andraste!
Andraste's flaming sword!
Andraste's flaming knickers!
Andraste's sanctified ass!
Andraste's great flaming arse!
Andraste's dimpled buttcheeks!
— Various characters
"Elf this" and "elf that". I'll "elf" your mother.
— Elf NPC