Londo: So Doctor…who died?
Stephen: (confused) What are you talking about?
Londo: Among my people this is how we celebrate state funerals. Our marriage ceremonies are solemn, sober. Moments of reflection…also regret, disagreement, argument and mutual recrimination. Once you know it can't get any worse you can sit back and enjoy the marriage. But to start with something like this? No, it is a very bad sign for the future.
(Stephen and Garibaldi walk away)
Londo: Perhaps it is something I said.
G'Kar: Perhaps it is everything you say.
Brother Alwyn: Faith sustains us in the hour when reason tells us that we cannot continue, that the whole of our lives is without meaning.
Brother Michael: Then why were we born able to reason, if reason's useless?
Brother Alwyn: Not useless. But it's also not enough. Faith and reason are the shoes on your feet! You can travel further with both than you can with just one.
(In the year 1,002,262, humanity is about to abandon the Earth to take up residence on the Vorlon homeworld)
Man: This is how the world ends, swallowed in fire, but not in darkness. You will live on. The voice of all our ancestors, the voice of our fathers and our mothers to the last generation. We created the world we think you would've wished for us. And now we leave the cradle for the last time.
President Sheridan: I was wondering if they will remember us in hundred years from now or a thousand. And I figure, probably not.
Delenn: But it does not matter. We did what we did because it was right and not to be remembered. And history will attend to itself. It always does.