Storm: [about Nightcrawler's scars] So... What are they?
Nightcrawler: They're angelic symbols, passed on to mankind by the archangel Gabriel.
Storm: They're beautiful. How many do you have?
Nightcrawler: One for every sin. So quite a few.
Nightcrawler: Excuse me? They say you can imitate anybody, even their voice.
Mystique: [as Nightcrawler] Even their voice.
Nightcrawler: Then why not stay in disguise all the time? You know, look like everyone else.
Mystique: Because we shouldn't have to.
The lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of the death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.
Nightcrawler: Please don't kill me, I didn't mean to harm anyone.
Storm: Now why would people have gotten that impression?
Nightcrawler: Guten tag.
Wolverine: Who the hell are you? Who the hell is this?
Nightcrawler: Kurt Wagner. But in the Munich circus, I was known as The Incredible Nightcrawler!
Wolverine: Yeah, save it.
Storm: Kurt, it's about to get very cold in here.
Nightcrawler: I'm not going anywhere
Storm: Can you teleport inside?
Nightcrawler: No. I have to be able to see where I am going, otherwise I could wind up inside a wall.
Nightcrawler: You know, outside the circus, most people were afraid of me. But I didn't hate them. I pitied them. Do you know why? Because most people will never know anything beyond what they see with their own two eyes.
Storm: Well, I gave up on pity a long time ago.
Nightcrawler: Someone so beautiful should not be so angry.
Storm: Sometimes anger can help you survive.
Nightcrawler: So can faith