Emma Horton: Some people say Des Moines is the best city in Iowa.
Dane O'Neill: Mom, is this you? Oh, you were beautiful.
Meggie Cleary: Were? Oh the cruelty of youth.
Fiona 'Fee' Cleary: It was a lovely dress. Blue wasn't it?
Meggie Cleary: No, Mum, yours was blue.
Ralph de Bricassart: Meggie's dress was rose. "Ashes of Roses", it was called. And in it, she was the most beautiful thing any of us had ever seen.
Nick: When you give up your dream, you die.
Man in Bar: Come on, damnit, we wanna hear a cluck.
Stroker Ace: Who gives a cluck?
Zura: The oxen are slow, but the earth is patient.
Randy: That techno-rock you guys listen to is gutless.
Steff: You're not God, Nickerson. You're just a typing teacher.
Dr. Michael Hfuhruhurr: Would you read that back to me? I'm afraid that might make me sound pompous to your readers.
Olsen: 'My brilliant research in brain transplantation is unsurpassed, and will probably make my name live beyond eternity'.
Dr. Michael Hfuhruhurr: Well, that's all right. Take out the 'probably'. It makes me sound wishy-washy.
Detective: "Don't F-U-C-K with the L.A.P.D."
Rabbi Zalman: It's by their questions that we choose our students, not only by their answers.