Claire: What was that thing you said about Einstein in there?
Raffi: Einstein called time a stubbornly persistant illusion.
Claire: Whats that even mean.
Raffi: Time doesn't go from January to December, or from noon to midnight. You know we all just make it that way in our heads.
Claire: That's absurd! Try telling that to a person who's an hour late to a wedding, or that's just been sentenced to 20 years in jail.
Raffi: Or someone fighting the baby clock.
Brigitte: Death is so much more vital than Time.
Simon: Right.
Brigitte: Death gives Time all of its value.
Allison: I can't believe you're gonna stalk me. But, um... Just so you know, tomorrow's a half-day.
Whit: Well, I'll be here then.
Brigitte: Who won? You or the porcelain?
Whit: Why don't you want to spend the holiday with me? I miss you.
Allison: Because I hate you. Because you're a philanthropist. Because you broke Mom's heart.
Whit: Philanderer.
Allison: What?
Whit: The word you're looking for is philanderer, not philanthropist. They have a slightly different meaning.
Allison: Well, you would know.
Simon: You know, when I was younger, I used to think, you really wanna live to be 100 years old? You know, like a shriveled up raisin. And the answer to that now is yes. Because my son would be 70, his son would be 40, and his son would be 10. And I would be the man, you know. Pops. Could get used to that, you know.
Brigitte: See you around, Pops.
Answer: They did recognize each other (at one point he goes to her house without asking her address). After the divorce, Howard said that he wished they were strangers again. They literally behaved as if they never met each other before (even though Madeline is gently pushing to move past being strangers - for example, by guessing he's divorced).