"Wouldn't it be much worse if life were fair and all the terrible things that happen to us come because we actually deserve them. So now I take great comfort in the general hostility and unfairness of the universe."

Dr. Franklin: "What else did they teach you?"
Marcus: "Delight. Respect. Compassion. That for you actions to be pure they must proceed from direction, determination, patience, and strength. I am afraid, I am still working on patience. They taught me how to live, how to breathe, how to fight, and how to die."

Marcus: "And they taught me terror. How to use it and how to face it."
Franklin: "I think I would like to hear more about that."
Marcus: "No you wouldn't."

Marcus: "Did we just win?"
Ivanova: "Don't jinx it."

Marcus (to Ivanova): "At least a dozen ships have reported seeing something rather godlike in the area, and since neither you nor I were there it must be one of the First Ones."

Ivanova: “You’re having delusions of grandeur.”
Marcus: “Well if you’re going to have delusions you may as well go for the really satisfying ones.

G'Kar: "I was doing fine until you showed up with that... thing in hand."
Marcus "It's a Minbari fighting pike, several hundred years old. You are just jealous because you don't have one. Bad case of pikal envy, if you ask me."

G'Kar: "I've never had a friend before who wasn't a Narn."
Marcus: "I've never had a friend before who was a Narn."

"You see, it's like I always say, you can get more with a kind word and a 2 by 4, then you can with just a kind word."

Marcus: "So, I went to the effort of preparing this chart. Now then, here's you right here at the heart of everything and why not. And here is me. This is the captain and here's Franklin. Here's my mum and dad. There don't actually have anything to do with it. It's a very good picture of them, don't you think?"
Ivanova: "Marcus."
Marcus: "I actually think I have come up with a way to explain the organization structure of Babylon 5 using the Ottoman empire as a model. It gets a little confusing around this bit here, but one has to start somewhere."

Garibaldi: "No crimes have been committed here, Marcus, I have nothing to go on."
Marcus: "Nothing? Really? How odd! All this time I thought I've been expressing a rational and reasonable concern about the fact that an increasingly large number of people in down below aren't acting normally."
Garibaldi: "If they were normal, they wouldn't be in Down Below."
Marcus: "Well, thank you, Mr. Garibaldi, one of the leading minds of the fourteenth century. Have we no workhouses? Have we no prisons? Mr. Marley here would like a word with you, he's the fellow in the chains!...”

First Ones: "Vorlons Tavutna Chog!"
Marcus: "I think you just hit a nerve. The Vorlons must owe them money or something."
Ivanova: "At least it tells us that they understand our language. They are just not willing to speak to us in it."
Marcus: "Who knew they were French. Sorry."

Ivanova: "I am not letting them leave without saying yes."
Marcus: "Really? How do you propose stopping them? Perhaps a big red and white sign with the word stop on it? I'll put a bucket on my head and pretend to be the ancient Vorlon god Boogee...."
Ivanova: "That's it!"
Marcus: "Fine I'll get a bucket!"

"Part of the heart goes dead. Best to leave it that way."

 "Did I mention that my nose is on fire? And that I have fifteen wild badgers living in my trousers? I'm sorry, would you prefer ferrets?"

"But if you’re here, whose running around out there in a blue suit?"

Delenn: "If my people had found Babylon 4 with a human on board, they would never have accepted it."
Marcus: "Dear God. A Minbari not born of Minbari!"