Yu-jin: Your friend is like if cocaine was a person.
Kady: It’s a hedge bar. That description fits half the people here.
Yu-jin: Not you.
Kady: What am I?
Yu-jin: A Mosad assassin undercover as a lumberjack.
Kady: And you play bass in a J-Pop cover band.
Yu-jin: Close. K-Pop.

Jane: Back when Quentin first came to Fillory, in the very first timeline, he was running from grief. His best friend had died tragically.
Eliot: Julia.
Jane: You, a victim of your own vices. I was worried that I was taking advantage of him, of his sorrow. So the first change I made was to save you, to see if he would still answer Fillory’s call, and he did, and then he died 39 times. I’d hoped this time would be different.
Eliot: It still could be. You saved him 39 times. Why not 40?
Jane: Because he won. If you took away his sacrifice, you’d lose everything that it brought you. Your life and the lives of everyone around you. Same with your friends Josh, and was it Flenn?
Eliot: It was not.
Jane: You have to let go of the past Eliot. Let the dead stay dead. Time is a motherfucker, isn’t it?

Which one of you beefy twats built a Magician-proof dungeon? All right, let’s brute force this mother.

Margo

Fogg: I may know someone who can help you. Professor X.
Julia: Wait, like the X-Men?
Fogg: No, she’s my ex-lover. I like calling her that because she hates it.

Kady: Finally getting that GED?
Penny: Have some respect. I’m a professor.

Eliot: So what do you say? Wanna go back in time, save my friends, and unfuck history for old time’s sack?
Jane: If I change anything, it could undo every sacrifice we’ve all made to stop the Beast.
Eliot: Why did you build a workshop full of time travel gadgets if you aren’t willing to use them?
Jane: The lesson I’ve learned from a life of trying to change the past, is, well, you almost always make things worse.

Alice: Quentin?
Young Quentin: Where am I? Where are my pants? If this is a dream – and it seems like it’s a dream – shouldn’t knowing it’s a dream wake me up? Unless it’s a lucid dream, like that episode of Voyager, or I’ve been kidnapped by aliens who are trying to get secrets out of me like that other episode of Voyager. Something wrong?
Alice: No, it’s just you sound like someone I used to know.

Eliot: This isn’t real.
Fen: Eliot. Hey.
Eliot: Hey. How are you talking right now?
Fen: I’m dead, not rude.
Eliot: Oh, you’re a ghost.
Fen: Am I?
Eliot: Sorry.
Fen: It’s hard to be mad. I was a terrible High King, or that’s what a lot of people screamed at me, and a lot of strangers screaming at you can’t be wrong.
Eliot: Right.
Fen: Eliot: This isn’t real.
Fen: Eliot. Hey.
Eliot: Hey. How are you talking right now?
Fen: I’m dead, not rude.
Eliot: Oh, you’re a ghost.
Fen: Am I?
Eliot: Sorry.
Fen: It’s hard to be mad. I was a terrible High King, or that’s what a lot of people screamed at me, and a lot of strangers screaming at you can’t be wrong.
Eliot: Right.
Fen: Anyhoo, they hung me. Fen out bitches.

Fen: On the count of three, we charge.
Josh: I don’t have a weapon.
Fen: You are the weapon.
Josh: I’m just saying, you have two.
Fen: One, two, three, charge.

Fogg: There’s too much god damn magic. Yes, I know.
Julia: Some surges come and go, and hardly anyone notices.
Fogg: And sometimes it’s a cluster fuck of catastrophe and death.
Julia: I’m trying to figure out a pattern. Why some surges and not others.
Fogg: Well, if you’d had a proper Brakebills’ education, you’d know the answer: circumstances, dear – the phase of the moon, the nearest body of water. You must factor them all into your castings.
Julia: Even us filthy hedges know about circumstances.

Julia: So you built a golem out of living clay and used the book of Quentin’s life to fill it with his memories?
Alice: It’s not so crazy.
Julia: And then you animated the whole thing with his essence?
Alice: No, it’s just a tiny grain of Q’s soul that I pulled from the Underworld.
Julia: You wouldn’t help with a séance, and then you go and do this?
Alice: I knew it was risky, but it worked.
Julia: But it didn’t. That is not the Quentin you knew. How could you do something like this?

Young Quentin: Why are you staring at me?
Julia: Because. Holy shit.
Young Quentin: You look like somebody I know. My friend Julia. Her grandma.
Julia: Yeah, OK, great. Um, you know, I actually have to talk, so maybe you could go play with rocks or something.

The Magicians Quotes

Jane: Back when Quentin first came to Fillory, in the very first timeline, he was running from grief. His best friend had died tragically.
Eliot: Julia.
Jane: You, a victim of your own vices. I was worried that I was taking advantage of him, of his sorrow. So the first change I made was to save you, to see if he would still answer Fillory’s call, and he did, and then he died 39 times. I’d hoped this time would be different.
Eliot: It still could be. You saved him 39 times. Why not 40?
Jane: Because he won. If you took away his sacrifice, you’d lose everything that it brought you. Your life and the lives of everyone around you. Same with your friends Josh, and was it Flenn?
Eliot: It was not.
Jane: You have to let go of the past Eliot. Let the dead stay dead. Time is a motherfucker, isn’t it?

Alice: I had this friend who I loved very much, and he died, and I didn’t get to say good-bye, and I honestly don’t know how I’m going to go on without him. And he gave me this gift I can never repay.
Young Quentin: What was the gift?
Alice: His life. He gave it up for mine. I brought you here because I wanted closure; I just wanted to fix something, finish something, for him. But the letter I showed you, you couldn’t read it.
Young Quentin: You’re skipping to the beginning of the book.
Alice: What?
Young Quentin: I can’t help you because you don’t want me to, because then your friend’s story is over. My dad says when I get sad about something it will end. I should just imagine this is the first page in a new book. The gift your friend gave you, it wasn’t his life; it was yours. That story just started. What?
Alice: I just shouldn’t be surprised that even at age 12, Quentin Coldwater is still the smartest person I know.