Jan: We live in a capitalist dictatorship.
Salerio: Why, I am sure, if he forfeit thou wilt not take his flesh: what's that good for?
Shylock: To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.
Mr. Rad: Get yo' head up. You lost the money, it's gone. But, you can't lay around in yo' misery too long. Do not walk outta' this place and start to second guess yo' talent. You got yo' ass whooped tonight. But, I done seen y'all whoop a many a ass, right in the same place. Now, you lost. Lemme tell you somethin' my father told me, is: "If it don't kill you, it makes you stronger." Remember that.
Celine: I see it in the people that do the real work, and what's sad in a way is that the people that are the most giving, hardworking, and capable of making this world better, usually don't have the ego and ambition to be a leader.
Melinda Sordino: Here's what I learned in Bio. If the seed is planted too deep, it doesn't warm up in time. Once the plant surfaces, it sprouts leaves so it can absorb more sun. If someone picks the flower, the plant grows another bloom to produce more seeds.
Chuck Horner: Is your dad a squid?
Joey: No, sir. My mom.
Paquette: What kind of gun did he have?
Costa: He had the kind that leaves really big holes in people.
Sam: I haven't even lied in like two days.
Andrew Largeman: Is that true?
Sam: No.
William Travis: One crowded hour of glorious life is worth an age without a name.
Joe: When we say we're in love, what does it mean? Could it be that this complex, dazzling, transformative feeling is just an illusion? Could it be just a trick? A trick played on us by nature just to make us fuck? We imagine that love is meaningful. But, could it in fact be... meaningless?
Togusa: How great is the sum of thy thoughts? If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand.
Bateau: Psalms 139, Old Testament. The way you spout these spontaneous exotic references, I'd say your own external memory's pretty twisted.