“You should employ your little grey cells”

““This affair must all be unravelled from within.” He tapped his forehead. “These little grey cells. It is ‘up to them’ — as you say over here.””

“I sprung you because I've got a message for you"
"doesn't your family own a cell phone company?"
"only a little one”

“Your reality, isn’t restricted by this cell we live in. If you read something, if you study something, you transcend any cell you’re inside of”

“Odd to think that the piece of you I know best is already dead. The cells on the surface of your skin are thin and flat without the blood vessels or nerve endings. Dead cells, thickest on the palms of your hands and the soles of your feet.”

“Your brain is a radio transmitter. It broadcasts thoughts, directions & vibrations to your cells. You choose the station it's tuned to.”

“Grey and grey and grey and grey”

“Your nose hair… which is grey… is in my eye.”

“I settled everything with Mrs. Grey, while you were putting on your bonnet," replied he. "She said I might have her consent, if I could obtain yours; and I asked her, in case I should be so happy, to come and live with us — for I was sure you would like it better. But she refused, saying she could now afford to employ an assistant, and would continue the school till she could purchase an annuity sufficient to maintain her in comfortable lodgings; and, meantime, she would spend her vacations alternately with us and your sister, and should be quite contented if you were happy. And so now I have overruled your objections on her account. Have you any other?"
"No — none."
"You love me then?”

“Everything you'll ever need to know is within you; the secrets of the universe are imprinted on the cells of your body.”