“Whatever the opposite of fine is, that's what I am.”

“I am not imposed upon by fine words; I can see what actions mean.”

““Rodney, whatever is the opposite of philosophy?”
“My dear, the opposite of philosophy is terror.”
“Terror? You mean fear of death?” I asked.
“I don’t think so…”
“Fear of what, then?”
“Of never having lived.””

“So, I am free. Fine.”

“I am tired of 'the fine art of unhappiness.”

“I am a connoisseur of fine irony. 'Tis a bit like fine wine, but it has a better bite.”

“For we know that the Law is spiritual, but I am fleshly, sold under sin. For I do not understand what I am doing. For I do not practice what I wish, but I do what I hate. However, if I do what I do not wish, I agree that the Law is fine. But now I am no longer the one doing it, but it is the sin that resides in me. For I know that in me, that is, in my flesh, there dwells nothing good; for I have the desire to do what is fine but not the ability to carry it out. For I do not do the good that I wish, but the bad that I do not wish is what I practice. If, then, I do what I do not wish, I am no longer the one carrying it out, but it is the sin dwelling in me.”

“The Russians are like us, they look and act like us. They are fine people. They got along with our soldiers in Berlin very well. As far as I am concerned, they can have whatever they want just so they don't try to impose their system on others.”

“When we asked Pooh what the opposite of an Introduction was, he said "The what of a what?" which didn't help us as much as we had hoped, but luckily Owl kept his head and told us that the Opposite of an Introduction, my dear Pooh, was a Contradiction; and, as he is very good at long words, I am sure that that's what it is.”

“Fine specimens of humanity, those Germans, and to think that I am actually one of them!”