Mario Ruoppolo: Your laugh is a sudden silvery wave.
George III: No life is without its regrets yet none is without its consolations.
Nicholas Earp: Remember this, all of you. Nothing counts so much as blood. The rest are just strangers. (00:11:02)
Kellie Frost: I don't like Bull Riders... They're little men with big egos. Besides, he's got one of them skinny butts like the rest of em'.
Kelly's Mom: Honey, I judge a man more by the size of his heart then his rear... It's likely to do you more good.
Ludwig van Beethoven: It is the power of music to carry one directly into the mental state of the composer.
Ty Cobb: Baseball is a red blooded sport for red blooded men. It's no pink tea, and molly-coddles had better stay out... It's a struggle for supremacy, a survival of the fittest.
Dorothy Parker: I'll wear my heart on my sleeve like a wet, red stain.
Orson Welles: Visions are worth fighting for. Why spend your life making someone else's dreams?
John Lennon: You can't do your solo spots any more, Stu.
Stuart Sutcliffe: Why not?
John Lennon: Because it's shite.
Stuart Sutcliffe: Give it to me straight. Let's not beat around the bush.