SPOP Screenshots + Mr. Robot Quotes

If I could go back in time, change everything that happened to you, make it all go away...

Then I wouldn’t be me. And I wouldn’t have you.

We can try to make a difference, but it's all bullshit. 'Cause intentions are irrelevant. They don't drive us. Dæmons do. And me? I've got more than most.

We started out wanting to change the world, but did it happen? Is this the world I fought so hard for? A world free of all the pain I went through?

Maybe wars aren’t meant to be won. Maybe they’re meant to be continuous.

Killing a man instantly robs him of explanation. He has no time to process his final moments. Now, even though he was paralyzed, his mind was still able to understand why his life was ending. We let him die with answers, otherwise we're nothing but ruthless murderers.

You’re panicking right now. I understand, it’s a big decision you’re making […] But the minute you remove emotion from this, you’ll do just fine.

It's one thing to question your mind; it's another to question your eyes and ears. But, then again, isn't it all the same? Our senses just mediocre inputs to our brain? Sure, we rely on them, trust they accurately portray the real world around us, but what if the haunting truth is they can't? That what we perceive isn't the real world at all, but just our mind's best guess? That all we really have is a garbled reality, a truly fuzzy picture we will never make out?

I’m crashing. Next, my consciousness will go. The panic isn’t settling in any more. It’s just there. The scream in my mind is coming back.

I thought things were fine between us, but it’s still the same you, isn’t it? You just don’t want me to be happy! Why can’t you just let me have this one thing?!

Rules, morals, parameters. They only break if you’re broken to begin with. Did we change under pressure, or did this only reveal who we really are?

It wasn’t a song. It was her. She was stuck in my head.

Memories fucking suck sometimes. Like dreams, almost; you only get pieces, never the whole.

I suppose a bullet through the brain is peaceful in its own right.

I just wanna know you’re on my side.

Always.

There you go again. “I, I, I...” You are still thinking like a lone wolf.

Why don’t you tell me how I should be thinking?!

Like a leader!

I am a leader.

Then where are your followers?

You will cooperate, my son. Because I own you.

I will not be owned.

You never needed me. That’s the truth, right?

Yeah, that’s the truth. I never fucking needed you!