I hope my kids with Nick are as cute as these puppies. A little less hairy, but as cute.

Raven

How you manage to elevate your narcissism to beneficence is masterful.

Dr. Wilson

Kinda makes you wonder if you're with the right guy. One chucks footballs, the other helps save lives.

Lex

Julia: I'm not going to be gentle.
Woz: I don't deserve gentle.

Roy: You think you're the only person who can stand up for Thea?
Oliver: I'm trying to figure out why you're standing up to me!
Diggle: Alright. Maybe we just need to throttle back.
Felicity: No! We need this. Oliver, you were gone, dead, at least we thought you were, and we had to go on with our lives and doing that meant not doing things your way.
Oliver: Fine. I'm back now!
Felicity: That doesn't mean we can go back! And you do not have the right to come back here and question everyone's choices.

Rachel: Do you wanna play football?
Ross: Um, Monica and I aren't supposed to play football.
Joey: Says who? Your mom?
Monica & Ross: ... Yeah.

Elizabeth, I will come for you

Red

Ross: (About Rachel's book) I, I don't know, it's got all this stuff about wind and trees and there's some kind of sacred pool in it. I mean, I don't really get it but she's, she's pretty upset about it.
Joey: See, this is why I don't date women who read.

This tribal council will go down as one of the craziest in the history of the game.

Jeff

Tom: Mark's not even in the department.
Mark: Neither is Ann.
Tom: But Ann's hot. And that counts for something.

They hit you with a bottle you hit back with a nuclear missile.

Frank

Airport Clerk: Aw, that was great.
Quagmire: Thanks. I know you have a choice in airport sex and I appreciate you choosing Quagmire. Please exercise caution when standing up as the contents of your panties may have shifted during coitus. Oh right! I got a plane to catch. Say, which gate is Flight 209?
Airport Clerk: 209? That flight left half and hour ago.
Quagmire: Oh my God! Oh my God! That plane's going down! My friends are on that plane! They're all going to die!
Airport Clerk: What? Oh no!
Quagmire: And that's not the worst part. Here's the condom I said I put on.
Airport Clerk: (gasp)
Quagmire: Hahaha, aren't I just the worst?