Nick Benko: Don't fight it, Eddie! What are you trying to do, hold onto your self-respect? Did your self-respect help you hold your job? Did your self-respect give you a new column?
Kyle Hadley: I'll kill him.
Marylee Hadley: A whiskey bottle's about all you'd kill.
Billy Bigelow: I just couldn't get the hang of being married.
Starkeeper: Was that Julie's fault?
Billy Bigelow: No, but maybe it wasn't my fault either.
Agnes Hurley: The only reason he married me was that my father, God rest his soul, met him one day at the union hall. They was both house painters, ya know. And he said, "Hurley, I'll give ya $300 if you'll marry my daughter." And he said he would, and he did.
Jane Hurley: I never heard that story, Ma.
Agnes Hurley: Oh, sure, sure. 'Course I'm exaggeratin' a little, but... but that's the gist of it.
Ed Avery: Childhood is a congenital disease - and the purpose of education is to cure it. We're breeding a race of moral midgets.
William Campbell: What do we tell the Johnny Rebs when they ask who we are and where we're from?
James J. Andrews: Tell them you're Kentuckians escaping the rule of the Yankees to join a Southern Regiment. If they press you closely, tell 'em you hail from Fleming County, Kentucky. I'm from Flemingsburg myself. No man from that county has ever joined the Southern army... As for you, Mr. Buffum, it might be wiser if you didn't speak at all. I never met a Kentuckian so plainly from Massachusetts.
Dr. Thomas Morgan: ... because we all stand between the jungle and the stars, at a crossroads. I think we better decide what brings out the best in humankind, and what brings out the worst, because it's the stars or the jungle.
Captain Bell - H.M.S. Exeter: Can reach Plymouth if ordered.
Claire Anderson: He speaks! The zombie speaks.