Miranda: It's times like this I wish women could go to male prostitutes.
Samantha: Women do.
Carrie: No, only in bad screenplays and first novels.

Charlotte : What kind of diet book are you looking for?
Miranda : I don't know. Something with a title like How to Lose That Baby Fat by Sitting On Your Ass.
Courtney [showing Carrie her book cover] : Let me talk you through it. Blurred background, aah, fast paced city. And you, naked with nothing but your ideas.
Carrie : I get it. But, see, no matter how fast paced the city, I always manage to get my clothes on before I leave the apartment.

I'm just glad Brady wasn't the biggest baby at the party.

</i> Miranda

No, he's not sick. He's not hungry, he's not teething, he just wants to scream. I'm doing everything I can but I can't please him. If he was 35 this is when we would break up.

(Charlotte walks into the room in a very revealing dress)
Miranda: Charlotte, are you in there?
Carrie: No, but I think Harlot is.

That's what I said yesterday about eating bread, and I just ordered pancakes.

Miranda

Miranda: I can't go. I'm just...not ready to be separated from the baby.
Carrie: What???
Miranda: I'm kidding! Steve took him two hours ago. I'm free, I'm free!!

Miranda: No original sin, no renouncing of Satan...
Steve: (To his mother) Its not that she's a fan of Satan, its just that she doesn't want to talk about him.

Miranda: Brady has to get baptized, and wear a dress.
Carrie: Baby's first drag show.

Samantha: (walking on the street together) Ladies, seamen, 12 O'clock!!
Miranda: I pray when I turn around, there are sailors. Because with her, you never know.

Miranda: The only eating I'm concerned with right now is Brady. He doesn't seem to want to eat.
Carrie: Perhaps he's anorexic.

Steve: Wow, we're making something for little Danny.
Miranda: Don't cry Steve.

Sex and the City Quotes

Samantha is crying
Carrie: What's going on, why are you crying?
Samantha: James has a small dick.
Carrie: Well, it's not the end of the world.
Samantha: It's really small.
Miranda: How small?
Samantha: Too small.
Carrie: Well, size isn't everything....
Samantha: Three inches.....
Carrie: Well....
Samantha: Hard!
Charlotte: Is he a good kisser?
Samantha: Oh, who the fuck cares! His dick is like a gherkin!

(to Carrie) Yes, I'm sorry about it all. I'm sorry that he moved to Paris and fell in love with me. I'm sorry we ever got married. I'm sorry he cheated on me with you and I'm sorry that I pretended to ignore it for as long as I did. I'm sorry I found you in my apartment, fell down the stairs and broke my tooth. I'm very sorry that after much painful dental surgery, this tooth is still a different color than this tooth. Finally, I'm very sorry that you felt the need to come down here. Now not only have you ruined my marriage, you've ruined my lunch.

Natasha