Kayla: "Do I make you sad? I don't know. Sometimes I think that when I'm older, I'll have a daughter of my own or something... and I feel like if she was like me, then being her mum would make me sad all the time. I'd love her because she's my daughter, but I think if she turned out like me that being her mum would make me really sad."
Brendan: "Look at her. She races home every evening just to catch that last little bit of sun, have a cigarette and read her papers. She's always talking about going on a holiday to Spain, but he never takes her. That's all she gets. Then that tall tree blocks it, and she comes in. I often wonder what she's thinking about."
Nadine: "You know, ever since we were little, I would get this feeling like... Like I'm floating outside of my body, looking down at myself... And I hate what I see... How I'm acting, the way I sound. And I don't know how to change it. And I'm so scared... That the feeling is never gonna go away."
Frank: "Do you know who Marcel Proust is?" Dwayne: "He's the guy you teach." Frank: "Yeah. French writer. Total loser. Never had a real job. Unrequited love affairs. Gay. Spent 20 years writing a book almost no one reads. But he's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare. Anyway, he uh... he gets down to the end of his life, and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered, Those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made him who he was. All those years he was happy? You know, total waste. Didn't learn a thing. So, if you sleep until you're 18... Ah, think of the suffering you're gonna miss. I mean high school? High school-those are your prime suffering years. You don't get better suffering than that."
Celine: "You can never replace anyone because everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details."
John Keating: "I SOUND MY BARBARIC YAWP OVER THE ROOFTOPS OF THE WORLD."
Christopher McCandless: "Mr. Franz, I think careers are a 20th century invention and I don't want one."
Eli: "I always wanted to be a Tenenbaum, you know?" Royal: "Me too. Me too." Eli: "It doesn't mean what it used to though, does it?"
Street poet: "Daydream delusion, limousine eyelash / Oh baby with your pretty face / Drop a tear in my wineglass / Look at those big eyes / See what you mean to me / Sweet-cakes and milkshakes / I'm a delusion angel / I'm a fantasy parade / I want you to know what I think / Don't want you to guess anymore / You have no idea where I came from / We have no idea where we're going / Lodged in life / Like branches in a river/ Flowing downstream / Caught in the current / I carry you / You'll carry me / That's how it could be / Don't you know me? / Don't you know me by now?"
Mason: "Yeah, yeah I know, it's, it's constant, the moments- it's just, it's like it's always right now, you know?"
Raymond Dufayel aka Glass Man: "You mean she would rather imagine herself relating to an absent person than build relationships with those around her?"
Lester Burnham: "I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn't a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time... For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars... And yellow leaves, from the maple trees, that lined our street... Or my grandmother's hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper... And the first time I saw my cousin Tony's brand new Firebird... And Janie... And Janie... And... Carolyn. I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me... but it's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst... And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life... You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry... you will someday."
Cricket: "Why can't he use the church?" Mrs. Hooten: "Sometimes, people have additional questions to be answered." Cricket: "Like what?" Albert Markovski: "Well, um, for instance: if the forms of this world die, which is more real, the me that dies or the me that's infinite? Can I trust my habitual mind, or do I need to learn to look beneath those things?"
Patrick: "Baby, whats wrong?" Clementine: "I don't know! I DON'T KNOW! I'm lost! I'm scared! I feel like I'm disappearing! MY SKIN'S COMING OFF! I'M GETTING OLD! Nothing makes any sense to me! NOTHING MAKES ANY SENSE!"
Dan: "At 6, we stand round the computer and look at the next day's page, make final changes, add a few euphemisms for our own amusement." Alice: "Such as?" Dan: "...'He was a convivial fellow' - meaning he was an alcoholic... 'He valued his privacy' - gay... 'He enjoyed his privacy' - raging queen." Alice: "What would my euphemism be?" Dan: "She was... disarming." Alice: "That's not a euphemism." Dan: "Yes, it is."
Lars Lindstrom: "It's just, she's just always trying to hug everybody. You know, some people don't like that. Some people don't like to be hugged. But she doesn't realize that. She takes it personally, and, it hurts her feelings. I don't know what to do about that. Do you?" Dagmar: "It's such a comfort sometimes, just to have somebody's arms around you. Don't you think?" Lars Lindstrom: "No." Dagmar: "It feels good." Lars Lindstrom: "It does not feel good. It, it hurts." Dagmar: "Oh, like a cut, or bruise?" Lars Lindstrom: "Like a burn. Like when you go outside and your feet freeze and you come back in and then they thaw out? It's like that. It's almost exactly like that."
Dan: "Change moves in spirals, not circles. For example, the sun goes up and then it goes down. But everytime that happens, what do you get? You get a new day. You get a new one. When you breathe, you inhale and you exhale, but every single time that you do that you're a little bit different then the one before. We're always changing. And its important to know that there are some changes you can't control and that there are others you can."
Barry: "Healthy Choice and American Airlines got together and put this promotion: If you buy any 10 Healthy Choice products, they will reward you with 500 frequent flier miles; with this special coupon, they'll up it to 1,000 miles. So, I think they are trying to push their teriyaki chicken which is $1.79, but I went to the supermarket and I looked around and I saw that they had pudding... for 25¢ a cup... comes in packages of four. But insanely... the barcodes... are on the individual cups! So, quarter a cup, say you bought $2.50 worth. That's worth 500... with the coupon it's 1,000 miles. It's a marketing mistake but I'm taking advantage of it. If you were to spend $3,000, that would get you a million frequent flier miles. You would never have to pay for a ticket the rest of your life." Lena: "You... you bought all that pudding so that you could get frequent flier miles?"
Susan Orlean: "Do you ever get lonely sometimes, Johnny?" John Laroche: "Well, I was a weird kid. Nobody liked me. But I had this idea. If I waited long enough, someone would come around and just, you know... understand me. Like my mom, except someone else. She'd look at me and quietly say: 'Yes.' Just like that. And I wouldn't be alone anymore."
Pastor: "Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won't know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it's what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I've felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I've been pretending I'm OK, just to get along, just for, I don't know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody. Amen."
Moonee: "I can always tell when adults are about to cry."
Oliver: "Call me by your name and I'll call you by mine."
Sofia: "I'll tell you in another life, when we are both cats."
Tom: "Seahorses pair for life. They find each other first thing in the morning to reinforce their pair bonding."
Craig Schwartz [as Maxine Puppet]: "Tell me, Craig, why do you love puppetering?" Craig Schwartz [as Craig Puppet]: "Well Maxine, I'm not sure exactly. Perhaps the idea of becoming someone else for a little while. Being inside another skin - thinking differently, moving differently, feeling differently." Craig Schwartz [as Maxine Puppet]: "Interesting, Craig."
Christine Jesperson (at a shoe-fitting): "I mean, they kind of rub my ankles, but all shoes do that. I have low ankles." Richard Swersey: "You think you deserve that pain, but you don't." Christine Jesperson: "I don't think I deserve it." Richard Swersey: "Well, not consciously maybe." Christine Jesperson: "My ankles are just low..." Richard Swersey: "People think that foot pain is a fact of life, but life is actually better than that." Michael: "I'll say. You should get some. Your whole life could be better. Just starting right now."
Frances: "I have trouble leaving places."
Young girl: "water falls. / water falls from bright air. / it falls like hair, falling across a young girl's shoulders. / water falls making pools in the asphalt, dirty mirrors with clouds and buildings inside. / it falls on the roof of my house. / it falls on my mother and on my hair. / most people call it rain."
"I was beginning to realize that the only way to make this evening bearable, would be to ask Andre a few questions. Asking questions always relaxes me. In fact, I sometimes think that my secret profession is that I'm a private investigator, a detective. I always enjoy finding out about people. Even if they are in absolute agony, I always find it very interesting."