Last year, I made a deal with a cosmic being named Mar Novu. Recently, he came to collect. He asked me to help him, but he's not very good at sharing information with the people he's working with.
I'd never seen a world just disintegrate right in front of my face. I know what we do requires risk. I've always accepted that, but this is different, Lyla. Seeing a universe just disappear, I don't know, it's like... like looking into the eye of God. It changes you. It changed me. I can't risk losing you. I can't risk that.
No one knows the future. All we can do is enjoy the time we have with the people we love and make our choices from a place of strength, not fear, and if the world ends today, there is no one I'd rather have by my side.
Pretty good on help actually. I have John, I have Laurel - believe it or not. Seems to me you have your hands full rebuilding the League of Assassins into a league of heroes.
I have betrayed my honor and sacred traditions to the league. The sword was destined to be yours, daughter of Merlyn. I am sorry for the pain I've caused you both.
I don't know anything about changing timelines, but I am something of an expert on vengeance, and getting it... it doesn't do anything but cause you more pain.
No. Because I talked her out of it. And, look, I get it; you and your mom, you're both women who won't allow themselves to be talked out of anything, and I appreciate that. But Felicity, she never regretted changing her approach. So maybe you should try doing things differently, too.
Your children are not weak, Oliver. They're also not children. Whatever it is you have to say, they can handle it. If you do not, they will never learn to be heroes.
Explosive arrow. Lighter payload, meant to divert and disable. Acidic arrow, meant to breach covertly or weaken structurally. Bolo Arrow, to secure and subdue. These are just tools. If you rely on them too much, they become crutches.