Roman J. Israel, Esq.: We are formed of frailty and error. Let us pardon reciprocally each other's follies. That is the first law of nature.
Elizabeth Marston: How are you going to learn anything at all about life if you refuse to live it?
Reynolds Woodcock: Marriage would make me deceitful and I don't ever want that.
Tonya Harding: There's no such thing as truth. It's bullshit. Everyone has their own truth, and life just does whatever the fuck it wants.
Hercule Poirot: I have lived long enough to know what I like. What I dislike, I cannot abide.
Prisoner: Long Live Stalin!
Soldier: Stalin's Dead! Malenkov's in charge!
Prisoner: Long live Malenk...[shot].
Caesar: I did not start this war. I offered you peace. I showed you mercy. But now you're here. To finish us off... for good.
Tulsa: People don't go around saying what they feel, whenever they feel it. They have guards, and-and shields and other metaphors.
Gardner Elliot: Why?
Tulsa: Because we're all messed up and scared and trying to be something that we're not and-and if we all went around just declaring our innermost desires to the exact people we felt them for, we all end up happy or something.
The Major: You are not defined by your past, but for your actions.
Anastasia Steele: When's the last time you went shopping?
Christian Grey: Houston. A week ago.
Anastasia Steele: What'd you buy?
Christian Grey: An airline.
Spud: You ruined my life, and now you're ruining my fucking death too.
Mildred Hayes: Hey fuckhead!
Dixon: What?
Desk Sergeant: Don't say what, Dixon, when she comes in calling you a "fuckhead."
Carolyn Dunn: And I am what is left. I guess, in part, we're all remains of unfulfilled dreams.
Paul: See, history is either a lie or a bore... History can't compete with video games, YouTube, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Tumblr, Snapchat, Vine, Kik, Burn Note, Whisper, Yik Yak, Skype, Tinder, Grinder, texting, sexting, porn, and that shitty, shitty, shitty orgy of mind numbing mistake called Hollywood. You see, kids, history can't compete. History is over. Everything is happening in this second. (00:36:41)
W.F. Gerald: Find a window. Pounce.
Thurgood Marshall: I wouldn't be here if I didn't think we could win.
Karl: This is the last frontier on earth. Still alive, still wild. Not for long. We don't like wild. We don't like untamed. We're obsessed with control. So, we ruin the whole planet, and pride ourselves for creating stupid national parks with stupid rangers in stupid hats to protect what's already gone. Why? Cause we're scared. The jungle shows us what we really are. We're nothing. We're a joke. God fucked up.
Oliver: Can I kiss you?
Elio: Yes, please.