“Maybe it's okay to still be a kid every once in a while.”

“Maybe I was more alone than anyone in the whole wide world. Maybe that was okay.”

“The only way to the top is killing and greed. Okay, I’m kidding. But killing helps.”

“Still it might be nice, once in a while, not to have to choose between evils. Just once, couldn't I choose the lesser good?”

“EMILY: "Does anyone ever realize life while they live it… every, every minute?"

STAGE MANAGER: "No. Saints and poets maybe… they do some.”

“Being merciless, while not exactly easy, is finally a job like any other. It’s theater. It’s got nothing to do with my private life. Still, sometimes when I used to yell at my kids, I wondered if I was maybe…putting a little too much into it. They’re grown now, so the question is moot. They seem OK. Roderick is at Harvard and Betsy is married and has a couple of kids of her own.”

“I love putting my kids to sleep. Cherishing every moment of it knowing that it won't be the same once they are all grown up.”

“Okay I gotta go
Maybe I don't want to know
There's too much truth in this room.”

“Whoever knows you when you are young can look inside you and see the person you once were, and maybe still are at certain times.”

“When we were kids we always used to say, ‘Okay, whoever dies first, get a message through.’
When John died, I thought, ‘Well, maybe we’ll get a message,’ because I know he knew the deal. I haven’t had a message from John.”