Haruhi: This story has everything but the kitchen sink in it.

What does being a girl have to do with it? There's no time to think when you're on the spot.

5. You feel he has a lot of admirable qualities.

Isn't strength the ability to renounce every lie in your heart?

We offer love to our customers. And in return, we receive the finest smiles. And even if we cannot return their affection, at least we can offer a rose.

Rule #3 - It's okay to believe yourself better than the rest of the planet, so long as you keep it to yourself.

Kyoya: I don't like this food. But do you think I'd be so inhuman as to complain after you treated me? That's a rude assumption.

Haruhi: This is a sibling squabble, not a fight to the death! You're both wrong, and acting like idiots only proves it!

Kyoya: Some say I only became more calculating but I don't care... because you lose out if you don't have fun, right?

Kyoya: A single day can make all the difference.

Tamaki: Having the courage to be able to admit what you love... enjoying what you love... and being true to yourself... Isn't that also what it means to be strong?

If you raise a daughter to be both independent and an excellent marksman, you have to accept the fact that your control over her actions is at an end.

...some of the best love poems have been written by monks and nuns...

Respectability: the offspring of a liaison between a bald head and a bank account.

Don't expect other nations to have a democracy like ours - they don't have enough lawyers.

Gabriel Byrne is an extraordinary human being. We have two extraordinary kids and we work at it. We were always friends. He stuck by me through very hard times, and I hope he'd say the same about me.

I think of clothes a lot like costumes. I think of what I wear in real life as being my real life character's costume.

I think that's the great thing about being with, having a dog, is it kind of forces you to be in the present because that's definitely where they're spending their time.

I hate sitting in traffic, because I always get run over.

In the cabaret of globalization, the state shows itself as a table dancer that strips off everything until it is left with only the minimum indispensable garments: the repressive force.

A man does not look behind the door unless he has stood there himself