Vi Rose Hill: Quit it with those nails, Edward Scissorhands.
Elton John: Real love's hard to come by. So you find a way to cope without it.
Pop: I'm from a small town called "Fresh Off a Cop's Ass", and you're making me homesick.
Sweetness: Let's do this, Johnny.
Mr. Glenn Holland: Let me ask you a question. When you look in the mirror, what do you like best about yourself?
Gertrude Lang: My hair.
Mr. Glenn Holland: Why?
Gertrude Lang: Well, my father always says that it reminds him of the sunset.
Mr. Glenn Holland: Play the sunset. Close your eyes. One, two, three, four.
Rob Gordon: What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands, of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?
Kristian 'Varg' Vikernes: I thought you were true Norwegian black metal.
Euronymous: I invented it.
Kristian 'Varg' Vikernes: And now you betray it.
Chazz: Who'd win in a wrestling match, Lemmy or God?
Chris Moore: Lemmy.
[Rex imitates a game show buzzer.]
Chris Moore: God?
Rex: Wrong, dickhead. Trick question. Lemmy is God.
Jimmy Smith Jr: You ever wondered at what point you gotta just say "f**k it, man." You ever wondered at what point you gotta stop livin' up here, and start livin' down here?
Melissa Henning: I've learned that suffering doesn't destroy faith, it refines it.
Moose: Does it always have to end up in a big, giant dance battle?
Record Company Executive: Your fans are gospel folk, Johnny. They're Christians, and they don't wanna hear you singing to a bunch of murderers and rapists, tryin' to cheer 'em up.
Johnny Cash: Then they ain't Christians.