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Chuck: I was so sure if I kept stepping in, teaching, punishing, that these beautiful creatures that I created… would grow up. But it only stayed the same. And I saw that I needed to step away and let my baby find its way. Being overinvolved is no longer parenting. It’s enabling.

Metatron (to Chuck): You’re wrong about humanity. They are your greatest creation because they’re better than you are. Yeah, sure, they’re weak and they cheat and steal and…destroy and disappoint. But they also give and create and they sing and dance and love. And above all, they never give up. But you do.

Metatron: But you helped the Winchesters before.

Chuck: Helped them?! I’ve saved them! I’ve rebuilt Castiel more times than I can remember. Look where that got me.

Chuck: Nature? Divine. Human nature – toxic.

Metatron: They do like blowing stuff up.

Chuck: And the worst part – they do it in my name. And then they come crying to me, asking me to forgive, to fix things. Never taking any responsibility.

Metatron: Why?

Chuck: Can you be more specific? I kind of get that question a lot about pretty much everything.

Metatron (to Chuck): Oh, this! This is what I was talking about. “Chapter 10 – Why I Never Answer Prayers, and You Should Be Glad I Don’t.” And chapter 11 – “The Truth About Divine Intervention and Why I Avoid It at All Costs.”

Chuck (to Metatron): You know what humanity’s greatest creation has been? Music. That and nacho cheese. Even I couldn’t have dreamt up that deliciousness.

Chuck (to Metatron): I started a blog. Mostly just pictures of cats. Oh. They’re so cute.

Dean Winchester: There you go.

Sam Winchester: Thanks. (sniffs his shirt) Dude, quit ironing my shirts with beer!

Metatron (Chuck): You. God… God. You’ve come back. I can’t believe you’ve come back. I-I didn’t mean what I said about “Supernatural.” It’s underrated, due for a reboot.

Metatron: This is some kind of punishment, isn’t it? For my sins. A limbo where I get to spend eternity in a crappy bar with a hack writer. I have trudged through your complete oeuvre published and unpublished. Of the metric ton of books I’ve read in my lifetime, “Supernatural” didn’t even crack the top 10… thousand. And then you put yourself in the story? God!

Chuck: Okay, that’s fair. Mildly constructive. Still, it doesn’t justify you burning one of my books, though.

Crowley (to Dean): You and Sam don’t understand, I’m not your bloody sidekick! We’ve had some good times, so I’m gonna give you one chance. Just one to walk out that door, or I’m gonna take you apart, atom by atom.

Crowley (to Dean): The child likes you. No surprise, really. You’re very maternal.

Crowley: Dean was a rather scrumptious young altar boy.

Dean Winchester: Really? Father Crowley? Really?

Crowley: I’m sorry ‘agent pathetic has-been rock star,’ did I offend your delicate sensibilities? Where have you been? Your brother and that idiot angel, do you know what they have been doing?

Sam Winchester (praying to God): Dean and I, we’ve been through a lot of bad, but this is different. This is my fault, and I don’t know how to fix it. And if I have to die, I’ve made my peace with that, but please Dean deserves better. Dean deserves a life.