I'm some kid from Ohio, reading fashion magazines, looking at your picture and thinking I'm supposed to look like that. And going fucking crazy because I don't. Because nobody told me it was a lie. Because the magazine doesn't come with a label that says "Caution: this is a lie. Nobody looks like this". Not even you.

Adina Porter - Girl at Group Therapy

“In '53 I tried to volunteer for the Army, but got rejected on account of my knees. The papers called me a draft dodger. Don't matter to them what the truth is, and I still get booed for that shit.”
Thomas Jane - Mickey Mantle

Is this meant to amuse me, Mr Burroughs? Why don't you stop by my office about 8 in the morning? To give you time to think about what you've done and to give me time to think about what I'm going to do. Oh, and... please, invite your "dead" roommate.
James D. O'Reilly - Mr. Bernhardt

“- Julian: Still pissed?
- Clay: No.
- Julian: Liar!”
Robert Downey Jr. - Julian
Andrew McCarthy - Clay

“I made a great reporter out of you, Hildy. But you won't be half as good on any other paper and you know it. We're a team. That's what we are. You need me and I need you, and the paper needs both of us.”
Cary Grant - Walter Burns