Quotes from Deborah Kerr movies and TV shows

Terry McKay: We were talking about the place where I was born.
Nickie Ferrante: I can hardly wait for you to grow up.

Terry McKay: And all I could say was, "hello."

Terry McKay: What makes life so difficult?
Nickie Ferrante: People?

Terry McKay: I'm not prudish or anything but my mother warned me not enter a man's room first in any month ending in R.

Nickie Ferrante: But you have such an honest face.
Terry McKay: I have?
Nickie Ferrante: I can trust you can't I?
Terry McKay: Yes, I suppose so.
Nickie Ferrante: Good, come with me.
Terry McKay: Yes, but the Captain has an honest face too! Why can't you tell him your troubles?

Sister Clodagh: Well I really don't know what to do.
Mr. Dean: What would Christ have done?

Mother Dorothea: Give her responsibility, Sister. She badly wants importance.
Sister Clodagh: Do you think it's a good thing to let her feel important?
Mother Dorothea: Spare her some of your own importance... if you can.

Karen Holmes: You certainly chose a lovely spot for our meeting. I've had three chances to be picked up in the last five minutes.

Cpl. Allison, USMC: You're alone here?
Sister Angela: God has been with me.

Sister Angela: Only God knows what'll happen to us.
Cpl. Allison, USMC: And He won't tell, huh, ma'am?
Sister Angela: He might.

Hannah Jelkes: Mr. Shannon, cut him loose!
T. Lawrence Shannon: All right. We'll play God tonight, like kids play houses with old broken crates and boxes. We'll cut the damn lizard loose so he can go back to his bushes, cause God won't do it and we are playing God here tonight.

T. Lawrence Shannon: I'm panicking!
Hannah Jelkes: I know that.
T. Lawrence Shannon: A man can die of panic!
Hannah Jelkes: Not when he enjoys it as much as you do, Dr. Shannon.

Hannah Jelkes: Nothing human disgusts me, Mr. Shannon, unless it's unkind, violent.

Hannah Jelkes: Just rest for a few moments Nonno.
Nonno: How calmly does the olive branch, Observe the sky begin to blanch, Without a cry, without a prayer, With no betrayal of despair.

Maxine Faulk: All right, honey, calm down.
Hannah Jelkes: I am perfectly calm, Mrs. Faulk.
Maxine Faulk: Well, I'm not! That's the trouble. The trouble is Shannon. I caught the vibrations between you two.
Hannah Jelkes: Mrs. Faulk, I'm a New England spinster who is pushing 40.
Maxine Faulk: Well, who the hell isn't!

Maxine Faulk: I know what you're up to, honey. You want to make yourself useful so I'll let you and old Gramps stay on here free.
Hannah Jelkes: Oh, I wouldn't do anything so obvious - not with a woman of your practicality.

Hannah Jelkes: Who wouldn't like to atone for the sins of themselves, and the world, if it could be done in a hammock with ropes, instead of on a Cross, with nails? On a green hilltop, instead of Golgotha, the Place of the Skulls? Isn't that a comparatively comfortable, almost voluptuous Crucifixion to suffer for the sins of the world, Mr. Shannon?