Bill: He was the only man I ever killed worth remembering.
Hannibal Lecter: So, you'll be wanting lots of these little chinwags, I take it.
Will Graham: I might not have time.
Hannibal Lecter: I do. I have oodles.
Jimmy Smith Jr: You ever wondered at what point you gotta just say "f**k it, man." You ever wondered at what point you gotta stop livin' up here, and start livin' down here?
Pancha: Like my grandmother used to say, "There's no better dressing than meat on bones."
Bobby: Excuse me. I don't mean to impose, but I am the Ocean.
Sam: What thousands must die, so that Caesar may become the great.
Flying Snow: How swift thy sword.
Abou Fatma: I found you half dead crossing the desert alone and you say you are afraid?
Lanie: I met a homeless guy and he had a vision.
Cal: What like Espn?
Lanie: No, he had ESP! There's no N.
Jonah: Something touched me.
Joe: The one thing, that guarantees our freedom and independence, is responsibility. We lost that somewhere between Vietnam and presidential blowjobs.
Indrid Cold: Mary Klein cannot be found by looking. You will see her in time.
Mr. Crummles: Happiness is a gift and the trick is not to expect it, but to delight in it when it comes.
Burt Holloway: You are the child of god's holy gift of life. You come from me. But you are not me. Your soul and your body are your own, and yours to do with as you wish.
Lee Holloway: [Smiles.] Thank you Daddy.
Angus Tuck: Don't be afraid of death Winnie, be afraid of the unlived life.
Eleanor Duvall: They were giving out free lobster bibs in the bathroom.
Whitey: That's not a lobster bib Eleanore its a germ protector for your tushey.
Ricky: We don't need reparations! We need restraint.
Billy: "Restraint"?
Ricky: "Restraint"! Some discipline! Don't go out and buy a Range Rover when you livin' with your mama! And pay your mama some rent! And can we please, please, please try and teach our kids something other than the "Chronic" album? And please, Black people, try and be on time for something other than free before eleven at the club.
Lady Bracknell: Well, I must say, Algy, that I think it is high time that Mr. Bunbury made up his mind whether he was going to live or die. This shilly-shallying with the question is absurd.