Miranda: This isn't gonna work Steve.
Steve: There's good stuff here.
Miranda: Not enough. A baby would have been a quick fix for something that cannot be fixed.

Charlotte: Sometimes you just know, it's like, magic, it's fate.
Miranda: It's not fate, his light is on, that's all.
Charlotte: What light?
Miranda: Men are like cabs, when their available their light goes on. They awake one day and decide their ready to settle down, have babies, whatever, and they turn their light on. Next woman they pickup, boom, that' the one they'll marry. It's not fate, it's dumb luck.
Charlotte: I'm sorry, I refuse to believe that love is at random.
Miranda: Please, it's all about timing. You gotta get em, when their lights on.
Carrie: All the men I meet are flashing yellows.
Miranda: Or off duty. They can drive around for years picking up women and not be available.
Carrie: Then, they really shouldn't be allowed to get behind the wheel.

Carrie: I saw Big tonight at the opera.
Miranda: Oh, that's why you ditched Charlotte.
Carrie: Oh, she told you, was she pissed?
Miranda: I think she's swearing off women forever.

Carrie: The irony is, Aidan is acting exactly the way I wished Big would've behaved, and I'm behaving just like Big.
Miranda: Maybe you don't believe it's for real, unless someone is playing hard to get.

Carrie: It's just smooth sailing, nothing but calm seas and blue horizons, as far as the eye can see. Do you understand what I'm saying?
Miranda: Absolutely! There's not a cloud in sight.
Carrie: We adore each other, we have fun together, we mesh.
Charlotte: And that is a problem?
Carrie: No, it's just, well, it's just, it feels odd. You know, I'm used to the hunt, and this is effortless. It's, just, it's freaking me out.
Samantha: I totally understand, you're not getting the stomach flip.
Miranda: Which is really just a fear of losing the guy.
Carrie: Maybe I'm just not used to someone who doesn't do the ever seductive withholding dance.

(to Carrie) We whine when we don't have a boyfriend, and we whine when we do.

Miranda: I was wrong. There is a point at which a couple can get too comfortable, and I think I reached it this morning washing Steve's underwear.
Carrie: Why, what happened?
Miranda: I'm living with skid marks guy.
Carrie: Oh, no, ooh, terrible! (laughs)
Miranda: I don't get it! Why do men get skid marks? Is it laziness, or are they just in a rush?
Carrie: I don't know, but whatever it is, it goes hand in hand with urinating on the seat.
Miranda: I'll tell you one thing, when your boyfriend is so comfortable he can't be bothered to wipe his ass, that's the end of romance, right there.
Carrie: Well, it's certainly the end of laundry night.

Carrie: Do you remember how Big used to keep me away from his mother, like I was some kind of leper?
Miranda: I remember.
Carrie: And how pissed it used to make me?
Miranda: I remember!
Carrie: Well now, Aidan's offering up both his parents on a silver platter, and I'm not sure I want to meet them.
Miranda: Maybe it's too soon. I've never met Steve's mother, and believe me, I'm in no rush.

Miranda: Read into it what you will, but my new favorite thing to do on a Saturday night is Steve's laundry, and I have never been happier.
Samantha: Your relationship is my greatest fear realized.

Miranda: But you know, there is an upside to being with a guy with no surprises. I mean, Steve is completely predictable, but that's one of the things I love about him. He's just so comfortable and safe.
Carrie: Are you dating a man or a mini-van?

Samantha: Well, you better be careful, you wait too long to sleep with someone, you miss the window and become just friends.
Miranda: As opposed to his fucking bitch, his fucking whore.

Carrie: No, what's bad, is that even Charlotte is having more sex that I am.
Miranda: What about Aidan?
Carrie: What about Aidan? I don't know what's going on, clearly he's attracted, we're spending a lot of time together, he keeps asking me out, but he doesn't want to sleep with me.
Samantha: Gay.
Carrie: No, he's not gay.
Miranda: Mother issues?
Carrie: No, I don't think so.
Samantha: Maybe, his dick curves to the right.
Carrie: So, if it does we'll work it out, I'll go left.

Sex and the City Quotes

Charlotte is trying to decide whether to have anal sex with a man she's dating.
Miranda: It all depends on how much you like him?
Charlotte: A lot.
Miranda: "Dating a few months until somebody better comes along a lot", or "marrying him and moving to the East Hampton's" a lot?
Charlottte: I don't know, I'm not sure.
Miranda: Well, you better get sure real quick.
Charlotte: You're scaring me.
Carrie: Don't scare her.
Miranda: It's all about control. If he goes up there, there's gonna be a shift in power, either he'll have the upper hand or you will. Now there's a certain camp that believe whoever holds the dick, holds the power. (Cab Driver turns around) Hello, you're driving! The question is, if he goes up your butt, will he respect you more or respect you less? That's the issue.
Cab Driver: No smoking in cab.
Carrie: Sir, were talking "up the butt", a cigarette is in order.
(Cuts to Samantha now in the cab)
Samantha: Front. Back. Who cares? A hole is a hole.
Miranda: Can I quote you?
Samantha: Don't be so judgmental. You could use a little back door.
Charlotte: I'm not a hole.
Carrie: Honey, we know.
Samantha: Look, all I'm saying is this is a physical expression, that the body, well, it was designed to experience. And p.s., it's fabulous.

I will never be the woman with the perfect hair, who can wear white and not spill on it, and chair committees, and write thank you notes, and I can't feel bad about that.