I don't like the Olive Garden. They treat me like family.

If we're changing topics, I believe I have dibs with the capybara, a rodent the size of a baby hippo.

Wolowitz: You love that spot.
Sheldon: No, I love my mother. My feelings for my spot are much greater. It is the singular location in space around which revolves my entire universe. And now it's yours.

I believe you were about to ask me to choose a cocktail. Fortunately, thanks to computer-savvy alcoholics, there's an app for that.

That was an experiment to determine at what concentration does food start tasting moth-y.

And to think! I was ready to waste the last of my good hemorrhoid cream on you!

Leonard: You put moths in my food!?
Sheldon: For science.

You're far too short to be Darth Vader. You're much more likely to be a turncoat Ewok.

Leonard: You know what happens when you yawn in public...
Sheldon: Everyone will see my oddly shaped uvela.

Raj: Hands off my sister.
Sheldon: Why would I touch her? She's covered in airplane germs.

Sheldon: I assure you I am quite real and I'm having regular intercourse with your daughter.
Mrs. Fowler: What?
Sheldon: Oh yes, we are like wild animals in heat. It's a wonder neither of us has been hurt.

Sheldon: I want you to know that I'm genuinely concerned about your well-being.
Leonard: Thank you.
Sheldon: You're welcome. But it's still no reason to have your feet in my spot.

TBBT Quotes

Amy, I excel at many things, but getting over you wasn't one of them.


(Singing) Thor and Dr Jones, Thor and Dr. Jones. One plays with lightening, the other plays with bones.

Howard and Raj