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MAN OF STEEL (2013) SENTENCE QUOTES. all quotes have been taken from zack snyder's man of steel. change pronouns and names as you see fit. take in mind mentions of powers and god if they make you uncomfortable.

 "My son is twice the man you were".

What is a child dreamed of becoming something other than society had intended? What is a child aspired to something greater?"

You will give the people an ideal to strive towards. They will race behind you, they will stumble, they will fall. But in time, they  will join you in the sun. IN time, you will help them accomplish wonders."

"Good-bye my son, may our hopes and dreams travel with you."

"How? He will be a god to them."

"You can save them... You can save them all".

"I have so many questions. Where do I come from?"

"The world is too big, mom."

"It's not an S. On my world it means hope."

"I was raised in Kansas, what can be more American than that?

"My father believed that if the world found out who I really was, they'd reject me... out of fear. He was convinced that the world wasn't ready. What do you think?"

"You just have to decide what kind of man you want to grow up to be, Clark. Whoever that man is, he's going to change the world."

"People are afraid of what they don't understand".

"One day, you're going to have to make a choice. You have to decide what kind of man you want to grow up to be. Whoever that man is, good character or bad, it's going to change the world."

"You are the answer, son. You are the answer to are we alone in the universe."

"Not even dead you don't stop giving me speeches."

"No matter how violent, every action I take is for the greater good of my people."

"You will not win. For every human you save, we kill a million more."

"A good death is its own reward."

"You will give the people of Earth an ideal to strive towards."

"Sometimes, you have to take a leap of faith first. The trust part comes later."

"He'll be a god to them."

"Earth's sun is younger and brighter than Krypton's was. "

" You've grown stronger here than I ever could have imagined. The only way to know how strong, is to keep testing your limits."

"And now... I have no people. My soul, that is what you have taken from me!"

"I was bred to be a warrior, Kal. Trained my entire life to master my senses. "

"I will harvest the codex from your son's corpse, and I will rebuild Krypton atop his bones."

"What are you going to do when you're not saving the world? Have you given any thought to that?"

"Krypton's first natural birth in centuries, and he will be free, free to forge his own destiny."

"How can I help you if you won't let me in?"

"I have a duty to my people, and I will not allow anyone to prevent me from carrying it out!"

"Your father equipped himself with great honor Kal."

"You can save them... You can save all of them."

"Don't do this, El. The last thing I want is for us to be enemies."

" I'm going to make them suffer, Kal. These humans you've adopted, I will take them all from you one by one."

"You’re   not   on   the   list."

"Need   a   light?"

"You   dropped   this."

"Is   that   your   drink   or   mine?"

"You're   late."

"I   thought   you'd   be   taller."

"You   always   stare   like   that?"

"They   told   me   not   to   trust   you."

"I   wasn’t   expecting   you."

"You   clean   up   well."

"You   look   lost."

"Haven’t   we   met?"

"Not   what   I   imagined."

"Are   you   following   me?"

"You’re   not   from   around   here."

"You’ve   got   something   on   your   cheek."

"Mind   if   I   cut   in?"

"You're   sitting   in   my   seat."

"I   was   warned   about   you."

"That’s   a   dangerous   smile."

"This   seat   taken?"

"You're   the   distraction."

"Why   are   you   looking   at   me   like   that?"

"You're   early."

"You're   late   on   purpose."

"First   time   here?"

"Try   the   champagne."

"That   color   suits   you."

"You're   exactly   how   I   pictured   you."

"We’re   not   supposed   to   talk."

"We   shouldn’t   be   seen   together."

"Do   I   know   you?"

"That   watch   doesn’t   match   your   suit."

"You’re   not   very   good   at   hiding."

"Someone’s   been   asking   about   you."

"Thought   you’d   never   show."

"You   have   good   taste   in   music."

"Don't   turn   around."

"Guess   we’re   partners   now."

"You   shouldn’t   be   here."

"Do   you   believe   in   fate?"

"You’re   late.   I   almost   left."

"That’s   my   drink."

"I   think   you’re   in   the   wrong   place."

"Your   cover’s   slipping."

"Tell   me   that   wasn’t   on   purpose."

"Are   you   going   to   apologize?"

"Care   to   dance?"

"That’s   quite   an   entrance."

"You   always   this   bold?"

"I’ve   heard   of   you."

"You’re   not   easy   to   find."

"You   look   nervous."

"Sit.   Please."

"You   read   the   file?"

"You   shouldn’t   trust   me."

"Nice   aim."

"We   weren’t   supposed   to   meet   yet."

"You   took   your   time."

"So,   you’re   the   infamous   one."

"Someone's   been   watching   me."

"Your   timing’s   suspicious."

"You   look   like   trouble."

"That’s   a   nice   trick."

"I’ve   been   looking   for   you."

"Are   you   hurt?"

"They   didn’t   say   you’d   be   charming."

"You   always   arrive   like   this?"

"That’s   classified."

"Don’t   trust   the   bartender."

"You're   bleeding."

"You   have   five   minutes."

"Where’s   your   partner?"

"I   wasn’t   briefed   on   you."

"You   have   terrible   timing."

"I   wasn’t   expecting   company."

"I   thought   you   were   a   myth."

"You   look   bored."

"I   saw   you   watching   me."

"You're   not   like   the   others."

"So,   you're   the   backup?"

"Try   not   to   get   killed."

"That's   a   dangerous   dress."

"You   don't   belong   here."

"We   meet   at   last."

"That’s   not   your   real   name."

"You   weren’t   followed,   right?"

"We’ve   never   met.   Officially."

"Don’t   say   my   name."

"Is   this   seat   cursed   too?"

"No   sudden   moves."

"We’re   alone   now."

"Take   off   the   mask."

"I   know   what   you   did."

"Who   let   you   in?"

"You’re   prettier   in   person."

"You’re   not   what   I   expected."

"You   shouldn’t   smile   like   that."

"Don’t   flatter   yourself."

▐║  ᯽  ┊  ❝ 𝐈'𝐕𝐄  𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐃  𝐈'𝐌  𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘  𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃  𝐀𝐓  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 ──  𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐘.  ❞  And  cheesy  isn't  the  worst  thing  in  the  world  to  be,  especially  not  when  he  sees  the  smile  spread  bright  across  her  face.  That  alone  would  make  this  whole  night  worth  it,  if  he  can  go  home  knowing  he  made  her  smile  like  that.  Her  fingers  are  soft  against  his  own,  that  brief  touch  as  light  as  a  feather,  but  Peter  savors  it  even  so.  She  glows  like  a  star,  like  the  crowned eclipse  of  the  sun  hidden  by  the  moon,  luminous  and  beautiful.  It  takes  his  breath  away,  watching  her  fly  around  so  freely.  It  reminds  him  of  the  shooting  stars  he  used  to  watch  race  through  the  night  sky  as  a  kid,  before  things  went  bad  and  he  abandoned  his  planet  for  a  galaxy.

ㅤㅤ  ㅤㅤOnce  he  breaks  himself  from  his  trance  of  admiration,  Peter  follows  her  into  the  sky.  There's  something  familiar  in  her  eyes,  something  he's  felt  in  his  own  a  few  times  too  many.  That  longing.  He  never  knew  what  he  longed  for  exactly,  only  that  it  was  always  there,  no  matter  if  he  was  in  the  stars  or  here  on  earth,  and  the  only  time  it  ever  really  went  away  was  when  he  was  with  the  Guardians.  But  those  days  are  over  now.  It  could  never  be  the  same.  Now  he  is  what  he  was  ten  years  ago;  just some  guy  with  rocket  boots  and  energy  blasters  trying  to  figure  out  what  the  fuck  he's  doing  with  his  life.  But  maybe  a  little  better  off  than  he  was  before.  A  lot  better  off.

Kori    turns    her    head    at    the    sound    of    his    voice,    her    hair    catching    the    light    of    the    stars    like    it    was    spun    from    comet    trails.    There’s    a    curve    to    her    lips,    a    gleam    behind    her    eyes—not    just    amusement,    but    something    warmer,    deeper.    Something    that    flickers    like    a    flame    newly    caught.

She    floats    closer,    her    body    moving    through    the    air    with    that    same    effortless    grace    that    Peter    swore    could    make    gravity    jealous.    Her    fingers    brush    his    as    she    takes    the    offered    earbud,    and    for    a    moment    she    lingers    there,    suspended    in    the    hush    between    heartbeats.    “You    are    good    at    being    cheesy,”    she    says    at    last,    voice    as    golden    as    her    glow,    soft    and    musical.    “But    I    think    it    is    because    you    mean    it.    It's    a    skill.”

She    leans    in    just    enough    that    the    shared    music    hums    between    them,    unspoken.    Then    she    draws    back,    only    slightly,    so    she    can    look    at    him    fully.    “Back    home,    we    dance    in    the    skies    to    honor    joy.    To    honor    life.”    A    pause,    gentle.    “To    forget    sorrow,    too.    Even    for    just    a    moment.”    And    then    she    takes    his    hand—fully,    not    fleeting    this    time—and    her    smile    grows,    sun-bright    and    sincere.    “But    never    danced    with    anyone.    Specially    not    under    this    moon.,    Peter    Quill”    she    says,    the    way    she    says    his    name    like    it    matters.    “Let    us    dance.”

▐║  ᯽  ┊  𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘?  𝐇𝐄  𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓  𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄  𝐇𝐄'𝐒  𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  𝐍𝐎𝐖.  He  thought  he  was  about  to  strike  out  hard,  but  somehow  she  seemed  to  find  his  poor  attempts  at  flirting  amusing.  Hey,  maybe  he's  still  got  some  of  that  old  Peter  Quill  charm  left  in  his  system  after  all.  He's  still  not  sure  how  far  he  wants  to  press  his  luck  in  that  regard;  his  time  here  back  on  earth  so  far  has  been  rough.  Then  again,  as  soon  as  the  words  leave  his  mouth,  he  knows  they  sound  corny  as  all  hell.  There  is  a  such  thing  as  playing  it  too  safe.  ❝ Guess  it  is  kinda  cheesy,  huh?  ❞  Peter  laughs,  but  hey,  he  did  mean  it.  It  wasn't  the  first  compliment  to  come  to  mind,  either,  but  she  probably  would  have  fried  his  ass  on  the  spot  if  he'd  said  that  out  loud.

Kori   tilted   her   head,   the   copper-red   waves   of   her   hair   catching   the   silver   light   of   Earth’s   moon   as   she   studied   Peter   with   wide,   glimmering   green   eyes.   His   words   had   the   delicate   awkwardness   of   someone   trying   not   to   fall   too   fast,   but   already   tumbling.   And   yet—he   meant   it.   She   could   feel   that.   She   does   enjoy   the   clarity   he   speaks   of.   More   often   than   not,   she   finds   that   many   people   here   on   Earth   spoke   in   riddles,   finding   someone   who   was   clear   was   just   a   breath   of   fresh   air.   She   floated   a   little   closer,   the   glow   of   her   skin   humming   softly,   her   voice   lilting   like   a   melody   shaped   by   starlight.

“Hm"   she   said,   softly   but   clearly,   gaze   flicking   between   his   eyes   and   the   stars   above.   “It   was   very   cheesy.”   There   was   a   pause.   Her   lips   curled   into   a   radiant   smile—wry,   mischievous,   but   warm.   “But   I   like   cheese.   Especially   when   it   is   brave.”   She   reached   out,   fingers   brushing   his   briefly,   then   pulled   back   to   twirl   once   in   the   air,   the   silver   glow   of   the   moon   catching   on   the   gold   accents   of   her   suit,   making   her   seem   almost   celestial.   Koriand’r   laughed,   musical   and   bright.