You look... less decomposed.

Mad Sweeney

Mr. Ibis: You are comfortable sleeping under the same roof as the dead?
Shadow: As long as they stay that way.

But we want [humans] on bended knee, offering up their first-born and two more kids to be named later.

Wednesday

Humans are dead longer than they're alive.

Mr. Ibis

Shadow: You know there's a bathroom, right?
Wednesday: Yeah.
Shadow: You're pissing on a plant.
Wednesday: On the World Tree? Don't be disgusting. How dare you?

Wednesday: I'm going to win this one. People like me more than they like you.
World: I prefer to be feared.

Money: Okay, enough. I'm honored to have the big dogs and the god gang begging at my table but Money doesn't make emotional investments or invest in emotional entities. Too much risk in such ventures. Not enough opportunity.
Wednesday: You could always hedge your bets.

World: Have you seen what's happened to the world? It isn't fives, tens and twentys anymore. It isn't cash or gold. It's zeroes and ones. Digitized and encrypted. Sent out fiber optic cables at the speed of light to accounts in banks with no physical location.
Wednesday: Money loves profit. And war is always profitable.

World: When you strike with lightning, you should expect consequences.
Wednesday: Mess with my people, expect disproportionate consequences.

Mr. Nancy: Egyptians told tales of the sacred Book of Thoth which contained the secrets of the gods and brings misery and pain and suffering to anyone who reads it.
Mr. Ibis: And grants a birds-eye view to he who writes it.

Wednesday: You miss the battle, don't you, Kali? The screams and the cries. I recall the day you slew Raktabija. The only sound that day was the whisper of the wind, whistling through the blood-soaked grass.
Mama-Ji: We had a good time.

Mama-Ji: You think America was eager to hand over the money bag to the hungry, the tired, and the poor? We battled for every god-damned scrap.
Wednesday: You love it.
Mama-Ji: Victory is sweet on the tongue. And profit is sweet on the pocket.

American Gods Season 2 Quotes

Laura: I still don't understand how a sweet, old man could have so many enemies.
Wednesday: Oh, it's perfectly simple, my dear. Jealousy. Pure, unmitigated jealousy. They all want what I have, a good time wherever I go.

I can't sell war without my best salesman. You need to find her. Find Media.

Mr. World