Mario Ruoppolo: Your laugh is a sudden silvery wave.
Warren: When will you get it into your head that one can produce a copious, regular and exquisitely turned evacuation every day of the week and still be a stranger to reason.
Nicholas Earp: Remember this, all of you. Nothing counts so much as blood. The rest are just strangers.
Kellie Frost: I don't like Bull Riders... They're little men with big egos. Besides, he's got one of them skinny butts like the rest of em'.
Kelly's Mom: Honey, I judge a man more by the size of his heart then his rear... It's likely to do you more good.
Orson Welles: Visions are worth fighting for. Why spend your life making someone else's dreams?
Ludwig van Beethoven: It is the power of music to carry one directly into the mental state of the composer.
Ty Cobb: Baseball is a red blooded sport for red blooded men. It's no pink tea, and molly-coddles had better stay out... It's a struggle for supremacy, a survival of the fittest.
John Lennon: We're gonna be big Stu, we're gonna be too big for Liverpool, we're gonna be too big for Hamburg, we're gonna be too big for our own bloody good.
Dorothy Parker: I'll wear my heart on my sleeve like a wet, red stain.