Összes idézet

Commander Ada: You are my daughter.
Heroine: Yeah, I'm sure you're very disappointed.

Virion: Listen if we're going to make this relationship work between us, we have to set some ground rules. You never go rampaging on a pirate ship without me.

Heroine: I probably should stop casting dark magic on everything I see.

Lea: We don't even know if he's really guilty, and we already plan his murder!
Heroine: Sooo… this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship?
Lea: No.

(After the main character fainted)
Alwenn: What happened to her?
Argandea: Tragic backstory reveal.

(Miközben démonokkal harcolnak)
Argandea: Az enyém a vörös.
Alwenn: Az összes vörös.
Argandea: Tudom.

Atrus (a játékban nem megjelent, hivatalos extraként megjelent részlet a karakter személyes feljegyzéseiből): I am not able to understand, only to understand more. The picture that I wish to examine is not static, it is growing and living. Even as I understand how the hinges of a door allow me to open it, I find that it leads to a room even larger than the first. But I think perhaps that is part of wisdom. Knowing that I cannot know all, understanding that I cannot understand all. If the Maker's creation was understandable would I not find the Maker something less than great, would I not consider myself equal with the Maker? It is a tribute then to His greatness when I find myself more confused even at the very instant that I have gained insight.

Yeesha (teaching the player the saving mechanism): Go ahead and take a picture! Just… make sure your thumb is not in the shot. Dad always ruins his images that way.

Atrus (utolsó mondatok, good ending): Now I understand… endings and beginnings are within the Fissure, that Riven-cleft of stars that acts as both wall and a bridge. And though I am unable to understand how, the very flow of stars that brought my Myst book into worthy hands, I am sure, served as a safe passage home for my friend. The Age of Riven is closed forever, but the people of Riven are free. And now, I am at rest, understanding that in Books, and Ages, and life… the ending can never truly be written.