Aziraphale: Are we sure that Sitis wants to give birth four more times?
Michael: Seven more times.
Aziraphale: But she’s already got three children.
Michael: Yeah, but, those ones will be dead. Keep up.
Aziraphale: We’re not bringing the old ones back?
Gabriel: Well, of course not. But we’re giving them new ones.
Aziraphale: I think they quite like the old ones. And if we kill them…
Gabriel: Aziraphale, we are the good guys, okay? We’re not killing anyone. What we’re doing is simply not stopping Hell. What they do is up to them.

Aziraphale: Avaunt, foul demon! In the name of the Almighty, I command thee, BEGONE!
Crowley: No.
Aziraphale: No?
Crowley: No, thank you? See, I have a permit.
Aziraphale: A permit? From whom?
Crowley: From God.

What’s the point in creating an infinite universe with trillions of star systems if you’re only gonna let it run for a few thousand years? The engine won’t even be probably warmed up by then.

Crowley

Nina: Are you a bookseller too?
Crowley: Not even at gunpoint.

Crowley: Right, what’s the problem?
Aziraphale: Problem? Who said there was a problem?
Crowley: Tone of voice. You have three reasons for calling me. You’re bored. You need to tell someone about something clever you did before you pop. Or something’s wrong. This was your ‘something’s wrong’ voice.

Gabriel: I’m me. I just don’t know who ‘me’ is.
Aziraphale: I see.
Gabriel: But you know me. You recognize me.
Aziraphale: Well, I know someone who looks like you.
Gabriel: That’s probably me then. I think that’s one of the main ways you can tell.

Shax: Was it always this easy?
Crowley: Easy?
Shax: I keep planning complicated, strategic strikes to spread misery and panic among the humans and just as I’m about to put one into motion, they come up with something themselves which is so much worse than anything I could’ve thought of.
Crowley: Yeah, always this easy.

Shax: Crowley, I am now Hell’s representative in London, and Hell doesn’t care how jobs get done.
Crowley: Yeah, I remember. They just care that somebody does them.

Maggie: You can’t just forgive me eight months’ rent.
Aziraphale: Oh, I can. I’m very good at forgiveness. It’s one of my favorite things.

You can’t just create a universe, run it for a few thousand years, and then stop.

Crowley

Crowley: Well, I don’t suppose anyone could object to me putting a note into the suggestion box.
Aziraphale: I don’t believe the Almighty has actually created a suggestion box. And, furthermore, I don’t think it’s our place to start suggesting that there should be a suggestion box.

Aziraphale: It’s not our job to advise the Almighty on the details of creation.
Crowley: Well, whose job is it? I mean, someone has to say, ‘Look, boss, this is a really, really terrible idea.’
Aziraphale: Well, I suspect that would be considered… inappropriate.

Good Omens Quotes

What’s the point in creating an infinite universe with trillions of star systems if you’re only gonna let it run for a few thousand years? The engine won’t even be probably warmed up by then.

Crowley

Aziraphale: You made it all yourself?
Crowley: Well, I mean more or less. I wasn’t the original concept designer but I worked very closely with Upstairs on it.
Aziraphale: Well, it’s very pretty.
Crowley: Oh, thank you.