Big: So I guess this is what we'd be like in our 70's. No sex and board games.
Carrie: Aww, you're already thinking about your next birthday?
Stanford: I can only stay a few minutes. I got tickets to the Vagina Monologues.
Carrie: Why?
Stanford: Just because I don't eat at the restaurant doesn't mean I can't hear the specials.
Music
Carrie: I do not pick the wrong guys. They pick me.
Miranda: So what, you're like a flystrip for dysfunctional men?
Carrie: Yeah, but one of those really pretty floral scented ones.
Charlotte (to Samantha): Is your vagina in the New York City guidebooks? Because it should be - it's the hottest spot in town - it's always open.
Movies
Charlotte: Imagine, being blind and not being able to see a beautiful day like today. Can you think of anything worse?
Anthony: Stonewashed jeans and a matching jacket
Television
Charlotte: Big is in town?
Carrie: Yeah, he's here for a little heart thing.
Miranda: What, is the on the list to get one?
Stanford: I also got them a CD of Free To Be... You And Me.
Carrie: I loved Marlo Thomas! I played that album all through the fifth grade. I wanted to run as fast as the wind.
Stanford: I played "William Wants A Doll" so many times I almost turned my little sister into a gay man!
Books
Heroes
Samantha: There isn't enough wall space in New York City to hang all of my exes. Let me tell you - a lot of them were hung
Samantha: I'm so sick of these people with their children. I'm telling you, they're everywhere! Sitting next to me in first class, eating at the next table at John Schu— [A child runs by.] Look at that. This place is for double cappuccinos, NOT double strollers. [Glances at Miranda.] I'm sorry.
Miranda: Hey, no need to apologize. I wouldn't bring Brady here. Mommy needs two hands to eat her eight-dollar cake!
Charlotte: You're not going to defend children?
Miranda: No, I don't like any children but my own.
Carrie: Maybe I can't leave New York. I don't know how I'd do someplace else.
Samantha: Believe me, your fabulousness would translate.
About me:
Carrie Bradshaw was a journalist who chronicled the battle of the sexes in her popular New York Star column, "Sex and the City, Charlotte York was an art dealer who felt the best way to get a man was to play by the rules, Samantha Jones was a public relations executive who believed women could have sex like men, and Miranda Hobbes was a corporate lawyer fustrated by the indignities of dating but reluctant to settle for less then she deserved.
Miranda: Steve is completely predictable but that's one of the things I love about him. He's just so comfortable and safe.
Carrie: Are you dating a man or a minivan?
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Who I'd like to meet:
Miranda: We should start a brothel where the men are cute and the sheets are 500 count Egyptian cotton. Samantha can be the Madam.
Samantha: At least something exciting would be happening in this town.
Carrie: We could have one in every neighborhood, like Starbucks.
Carrie: Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they're supposed to run wild until they find someone -- just as wild -- to run with.
Ciao grazie per l'amicizia!!!! Adoro sex and the city ed è un piacere vedere un profilo che tratti così bene le 4 meavigliose ragazze... e farlo comparire fra i miei amici. Un bacio ciao!!
Big: So I guess this is what we'd be like in our 70's. No sex and board games.
Carrie: Aww, you're already thinking about your next birthday?
Stanford: I can only stay a few minutes. I got tickets to the Vagina Monologues.
Carrie: Why?
Stanford: Just because I don't eat at the restaurant doesn't mean I can't hear the specials.
Carrie: I do not pick the wrong guys. They pick me.
Miranda: So what, you're like a flystrip for dysfunctional men?
Carrie: Yeah, but one of those really pretty floral scented ones.
Charlotte (to Samantha): Is your vagina in the New York City guidebooks? Because it should be - it's the hottest spot in town - it's always open.
Charlotte: Imagine, being blind and not being able to see a beautiful day like today. Can you think of anything worse?
Anthony: Stonewashed jeans and a matching jacket
Charlotte: Big is in town?
Carrie: Yeah, he's here for a little heart thing.
Miranda: What, is the on the list to get one?
Samantha: There isn't enough wall space in New York City to hang all of my exes. Let me tell you - a lot of them were hung
Miranda: Steve is completely predictable but that's one of the things I love about him. He's just so comfortable and safe.
Carrie: Are you dating a man or a minivan?
..
Miranda: We should start a brothel where the men are cute and the sheets are 500 count Egyptian cotton. Samantha can be the Madam.
Samantha: At least something exciting would be happening in this town.
Carrie: We could have one in every neighborhood, like Starbucks.
