Character: Hades

- How could I forget the heraldry?

- What?! Moira is already here, and you were silent ?!

Hey guys, budge your Titanic ass and ask these Olympians heat!
[Pegasus blows the fire from the head of Hades.]
Hey, there was a hair.

Is revenge sweeter than happiness?

It's hard to save when no one wants salvation.

Hostility will only breed hostility.

- I can't believe you wound up because some guy!
But this not some! He's open, honey, he will never hurt me...
- Oh, come on, he's a man!

In your fault only you! You came up with and implemented their own hands!

Hell is a concept invented by people to punish themselves. Everyone you have seen, voluntarily crossed the Styx and chose suffering. When they get tired, they can leave and return to life as and where they want.
- We don't believe you! - cuts Oedipus.
- Sadly, it's true. The only thing that keeps them here is their own will to be punished. You underestimate the power of guilt.

I need you found his weakness. Everyone has a weakness: the Pandora had this box, and the Trojans have bet on the wrong horse.

They are just dead people... - And we're just dying gods.

- Hades, long time no see! How are things going in the afterlife?
Well, as you say... Dark, gloomy, during rush hour, mountains of corpses, as always.

I came, I saw, lit.

What do you know about beauty? What could be better than death?