Dr. Sayer: I'm sorry, if you were right, I would agree with you.
Dr. Sayer: Where are my glasses?
Eleanor: They're on your face.
Mrs. Lowe: Oh, hello boys.
Leonard's Friend #1: Hi, Mrs. Lowe. Can I come up to play today?
Mrs. Lowe: Uh, no. I am sorry. Better not today.
Leonard's Friend #1: Oh, how about tomorrow?
Mrs. Lowe: Well, I am afraid, he won't be well by then either.
Leonard's Friend #1: Will he be well?
Mrs. Lowe: I don't know.
Lucy: I can't imagine being older than 22. I've no experience at it. I know it's not 1926. I just need it to be.
Leonard Lowe: We've got to tell everybody. We've got to remind them. We've got to remind them how good it is.
Dr. Sayer: How good what is, Leonard?
Leonard Lowe: Read the newspaper. What does it say? All bad. It's all bad. People have forgotten what life is all about. They've forgotten what it is to be alive. They need to be reminded. They need to be reminded of what they have and what they can lose. What I feel is the joy of life, the gift of life, the freedom of life, the wonderment of life.
Dr. Sayer: You'd think at a certain point all these atypical somethings would amount to a typical something.
Orderly #1: You see doc, we got MS, Tourette's Syndrome, Parkinson's disease, some of 'em we ain't even got a name for.
Dr. Malcolm Sayer: She borrows the will of the ball.
Dr. Sayer: You told him I was a kind man. How kind is it to give life, only to take it away?
Eleanor: It's given to and taken away from all of us.
Dr. Sayer: Why does that not comfort me?
Eleanor: Because you are a kind man. Because he's your friend.
Nurse Beth: Dr. Sayer.
Dr. Sayer: What is it?
Nurse Beth: It's a fucking miracle.
Mrs. Lowe: When my son was born healthy, I never asked why. Why was I so lucky? What did I do to deserve this perfect child, this perfect life? When he got sick, you can bet I asked why! I demanded to know why! Why was this happening?