Samantha: "Emotional" is just code for "I don't want to hire a woman."
Miranda: They're like that at my firm. They're afraid you're going to cry over a legal brief.
Carrie: HAVE you ever cried over a legal brief?
Miranda: Yes, but only in the privacy of my own office.

Samantha: I lost my orgasm.
Carrie: In the cab?
Charlotte: What do you mean, lost?
Samantha: I mean, I spent the last two hours fucking with no finale.
Carrie: It happens. Sometimes you just can't get there.
Samantha: I can always get there.
Charlotte: Evey time you have sex?
Carrie: She's exaggerating! Please say you're exaggerating.
Samantha: Well, I'll admit I have had to polish myself off once or twice, but yes! When I RSVP to a party I make it my business to come!
Carrie: See, I've been a no-show on more than one occasion.
Charlotte: Sex can still be great without an orgasm.
Samantha: That is such a crock of shit.
Carrie: She has a point.
Samantha: What is wrong with me?
Carrie: Listen, you've got plenty of orgasms under your belt. You're gonna be fine! Now retrace your steps. Were you on top?
Samantha: How is that relevant?
Charlotte: You mean you can have them on the bottom?
Samantha: Top, bottom, upside down...
Carrie: OK, now you're just showing off!

Maria: You call this a relationship?
Samantha: Well, its tedious and the sex is dwindeling, so from what I've heard, yes!

Samantha: (About her relationship with Maria) All we ever do is lie around, take baths together and talk about feelings.
Charlotte: I think they call that a relationship.
Samantha: I don't know how you people do it! All that emotional chow chow, it's exhausting!
Miranda: I know, don't you just hate that?
Carrie: Women!

Does he look better, or have I just been with a woman for too long?

(About Samantha's nude photos)
Miranda: Isn't that a little narcissistic?
Samantha: No one thinks it's narcissistic when you get your seventh grade picture taken.
Charlotte: You weren't naked in that.
Carrie: That we know of.

Samantha: Are the vegetables on the vegetable plate organic?
Carrie: They have beef pot pie on the menu, what do you think?

Samantha: Last night, I could not stop thinking about a Big Mac. I finally had to get dressed and go out, and pick up a guy.
Miranda: Talk about a Happy Meal!

Samantha: Who do you all fantasize about?
Carrie and Miranda: Russell Crowe
Carrie: Jinx! You owe me a Coke!
Miranda: That's amazing. What did women do before Russell Crowe?
Samantha and Carrie: George Clooney

Carrie: The longer I sat at that table, the more alone I felt. And it really hit me: I am 35 and alone!
Miranda: You are not alone.
Carrie: No, I know I have you guys, but...and really, I hate myself a little for saying this, but...it felt really sad not to have a man in my life who cares about me. No special guy to wish me happy birthday. No goddamn soulmate. And I don't even know if I belive in soulmates.
Charlotte: Don't laugh at me, but maybe we could be each others soulmates? And then we could let men be just these great nice guys to have fun with?
Samantha: Well, that sounds like a plan.
Carrie: I'm 35. 35 is not 25.
Miranda: Thank God!
Carrie: I'm 35!
Samantha: Oh, shut the f*** up. I'm 140!

Samantha: Who wants a wiener?
Transsexual: Girl, I'm trying to get rid of one.

Carrie: Well, I definitely do try to figure out what went wrong, but, I don't think I obsess.
Miranda: Oh, my God! You're Miss Obsess. Big?
Carrie: Yeah, okay, yes, Big. Big was tricky, I still don't know what happened there.
Samantha: Honey, you look back so much you should have a relationship rear-view mirror.

Sex and the City Quotes

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.

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!