Rumplestiltskin / Mr. Gold / Weaver – Character Quotes

This hand isn't cursed. <...> This hand is nothing but a lump of flesh. The only thing it did was give you permission, permission to be the man you really are... Not some puppy dog chasing after the object of his affection, but a ruthless pirate who will stop at nothing to get what he wants. I did you a favor. I helped you remember the darkness that lies beneath.

— What would people think if I spared the life of someone who stole from me?
— That there's actually a man hiding behind the beast?
— There isn't.

— I think that you are not as dark as you want people to believe. I think that deep down, there's love in your heart. And for something more than power.
— You're right. There is something I love. My things!

Round and round, the circle of time, racing towards the finish line.

I have a complicated relationship with her, as I do with most people.

— I can't see anything. It's too much! It's nothing but a jumble.
— The future is a puzzle with many pieces to be sorted. In time, you will learn to separate what can be from what will be.

— All right. I'll find a way.
— Finding a way isn't the problem, dear. We both know what is.
— Yeah, true love's kiss.
— And I don't think our new resident feels the same way about you as you do her.
— Then I'll make her.
— There's the charm that should easily woo a lovely young lady. She'll most certainly fall in love with you at first sight. Oh, wait. That didn't happen, did it?

— You spent so long figuring out how to get to this land, groomed Regina to cast your curse, spent 28 years waiting for it to be broken, all so you could be with your son, and now he's gone. Tell me, Rumple. Was he really worth all that trouble?
— Every bit of it. He was family. Something you know nothing about.

— He's lost his mind.
— On the contrary! Now I have two... two minds!

I mean, first, you tell me I let the pirate live. Now you're telling me I fall for the help.

— A sure sign of impending doom. Looters.
— It ain't looting if the stuff you find's already yours.

— Regina. She, uh, helped jog Belle's memory.
— That's good, then.
— No, no. Wrong memories. She now thinks she's a scantily clad barfly named Lacey. She has a false life, as you did under the curse with Kathryn, only hers apparently involves a lot more alcohol.

Today is his birthday. I should be with him, celebrating. We had a chance to be happy together, but I was afraid.

Conjuring magic is not an intellectual endeavor. It's emotion.

— You seemed to be confused about how this works.
— No, I'm not confused. I finally understand. I just had to see the whole picture, the whole story. See, we all have stories.