"Sephiroth... SOLDIER... Mako Reactors... Shin-Ra... I hate them all!!"
"What to do? Have you lost your way? When that happens we each have to take a good long look at our selves. There's always something in the deepest reaches of our hearts. Something buried, or something forgotten. Remember it... Whatever that is, must certainly be what you are all looking for..."
Even the moon'd get tired waiting around for your ass.
—Cid to Shera
Maybe God'd forgive an ugly shit like you, but I wouldn't.
—Cid to Don Corneo
Don Corneo: If I push this button, they'll fall upside down, and we'll have a SQUASHED TOMATOES!
Cid: (if in the party) So this is how a loser lives...!
—Don Corneo places Yuffie and Elena in jeopardy.
Cloud Strife, whose memory
Fades in and out like a
Puppet of Sephiroth,
Living another's life,
Yet he succeeded in
Saving the world.
The meanest, the illest, the most villainous killer
of millions rocking the sword and hair of silver, its
Product of an experiment gone wrong, burn the village down and he's long gone
His name is...
Black materia, meteor spell caster. Task master. Many come before but not come after
Sephiroth, better get to steppin' off, never soft, man they kill ya 'fore ya get ya weapon off.
—Random(Mega Ran) Black Materia: One Winged Angel chorus