Fallout New Vegas Quotes

War never changes.

Truth is, the game was rigged from the start.

The house always wins.

In the game of life, you either win or you respawn.

Patrolling the Mojave almost makes you wish for a nuclear winter.

Nobody’s dick is that long. Not even Long Dick Johnson, and he had a fucking long dick.

Couriers don’t die, they just reload.

A man chooses, a slave obeys.

I may be a ghoul, but at least I still have my morals.

War, war never changes. Men do, through the roads they walk.

Do you know what the definition of a hero is? Someone who gets a bonus for maintaining the status quo.

The Mojave is a cruel and unforgiving place, but you’ll learn that soon enough.

It’s a dangerous world out there, but I’m dangerous too.

If you want to see the fate of democracies, just look out the window.

Mojave’s almost a war zone, between the NCR and Legion. It’s not the place to go for a picnic.

The Legion is coming, and they’re bringing their crucifixes with them.

You ever tried to negotiate with a Deathclaw? Not the best conversationalist.

Always remember, the Mojave is full of lost souls. You want to make it out alive, you better stay sharp.

Fighting in a war, you gotta be willing to kill. And you gotta be willing to die.

They say Ulysses went east, set foot on the land of the bull and walked right into the waiting arms of the bear.

Fallout New Vegas Quotes part 2

The Courier, the lone road warrior. Going wherever the winds of destiny takes him.

The NCR may have fancy uniforms, but the Legion has honor and discipline.

Legion slaves may be free now, but they’ll always carry their chains in their hearts.

In New Vegas, everything is for sale. Even your soul.

You can find answers, but you gotta be willing to ask the right questions.

The truth? You can’t handle the truth. But I’ll tell you anyways.

Old World Blues, indeed. The ghosts of the past haunting us in the present.

Sure, the Boomers have a big gun, but can they hit the broad side of a barn?

The Brotherhood of Steel may be old, but their power armor is still the envy of the wasteland.

People out here, they underestimate you. But if you can survive in the Mojave, you can survive anywhere.

The Mojave may have its dangers, but it also has its beauty. You just gotta know where to look.

We all have our demons, some are just more literal than others.

Have you ever seen the glow of a nuclear explosion? It’s beautiful, in its own twisted way.

Forget the past, tomorrow is a new day. Unless you get shot in the head again, then you’re pretty much screwed.

The Mojave may be a desert, but it’s far from lifeless. There’s a whole world of adventure out there.

Every wasteland has its heroes. And every hero has their flaws.

The Rangers are tough, but the Desert Rangers are the toughest. They’re like the Rangers, except more desert-y.

The Strip may have all the glitz and glamour, but it’s a dangerous place. Don’t let the lights blind you.

In this world, where choices matter, remember that even a small action can cause a chain reaction.

The people of Freeside may be down on their luck, but they still have hope. And that’s what keeps them going.

Legion propaganda may be strong, but there’s nothing stronger than the will to be free.

Gunfighting, it’s an art. And I’m Picasso with a 9mm.

You can trust a man with a knife, but you can never trust a man with two knives.

I’ve seen things you wouldn’t believe… Super Mutants flying off the shoulder of a Deathclaw. I watched a Centaur glitter in the dark near the Quarry Junction. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain. Time to die.

Some days, you’re the bug. Some days, you’re the windshield. And today, I’m feeling like a truck.

You know what they say, there’s no greater power in the world than the power of a desperate man.

The road to hell is paved with good intentions. And a lot of irradiated dirt.

Freedom, justice, and democracy, those are just words. What matters is who controls the guns.

War is a necessary evil, but sometimes, the evil outweighs the necessity.

In the end, it doesn’t matter who you were. It’s who you become that matters.