"It’s always been clear to me that Laurie Jupiter is not objectively a miracle. What’s miraculous is the love between her and the remnant of Jon Osterman that still exists inside Doctor Manhattan… The miracle of creation is only miraculous because of how we fit into it; how we mould ourselves into it; how we become a part of it; how it fits over us like skin. What makes this place a miracle is the relationship that we have with it, and that’s what makes each one of us so wonderful, too: the relationships that we have with our world, with the land, with the animals, with each other, with ourselves. Not because of the infinite improbability of it all - though it is all infinitely improbable - but because we can’t imagine anything cooler. We can’t imagine loving anything more. Doctor Manhattan could imagine all of the other probabilities, but he couldn’t imagine any Laurie Jupiter that he would love more than the one that he had. That’s what love is, people."

"Some days, it seems to me like the purpose of life is to convert energy into beauty. And I know that’s not true. I know that is not rationally true. But, some days, it’s okay for things not to be rationally true."

"Hey baby, if I were particle and you were a quantum potential, would you let me penetrate your classically forbidden region? ;DDDDDDDDD"