People don't change. I should know. My mom sent me to gay conversion camp.

Piscatella

I've really tried so hard, but the harder I try, the worse things seem to get.

Healy

Caputo: Listen to me. This isn't for someone like you. This place crushes anything good. It's like a monster that's grown too big for its stubby little legs, and now it's stumbling around crushing whole cities. You can't survive it Bayley.
Bayley: Are you the city or the monster, sir?
Caputo: Neither. Both, I... Even if you're the city now, one day you'll be the monster. Working here changes who you are.

Look, I still got some time left here, but I'm getting out eventually, and it feels like it's time to start focusing on that. Make sure I have a plan.

Poussey

I forgave him. And you know what? It ain't about him. I forgave him for me.

Doggett

It seems that, somewhere along the way, everyone around here forgot the only thing that matters. You're criminals, and you deserve nothing. And if I have to make an example out of each and every one of you to get this place back in order... well, that will be my pleasure.

Piscatella

So much time chasin' after the bad guys, and then you don't get 'em, and then they blow up your friends or shoot up your convoy, and you just get so mad, tired, and bored. So you just grab a farm kid from a grape field, and you make him juggle live grenades until one of them blows up. And then you shoot him...because you don't want him to grow up without arms or tell on you. Or maybe you just strangle a girl you just had sex with in a small village because her family's gonna kill her anyway, right? And you just gotta get over it. You have to get over it. You got so much of your life to live, and we're so young. We can't let things like this f*ck up the rest of our long lives.

CO Dixon

How am I feeling? Better now that I've gotten a little sleep, but my back hurts a lot, my soul hurts a little...and I have to make sure that if they're killing us now, they don't kill one of mine.

Red

Leaving her like this, you'd think they'd have some humanness in them.

Gloria

You rage, I eat. We all have our way.

Black Cindy [on grief]

You tell that Caputo to call the f*cking cops! You tell them to arrest that murdering guard and get our girl off the floor, Taystee! You tell them! This sh*t ain't right!

Janae

Is this the bus to the underworld?

Poussey