Ally McBeal

Ling: Don't you miss me? Richard: Yes. Ling: And Jackson doesn't bother you? Richard: Well, a little, but... we're soul mates, Ling, and we'll probably get back together. Ling: You think? Richard: Yeah, we're emotional guppies, eventually we'll always reunite at the shallow end of the pool.

Ally: Love is, um, well, it's like an obstacle course. And some people let the obstacles win and then there are those who don't.

Richard: When she's out of town, it's easier to cheat. Fishism. And here's a little known secret: older women. Smarter. Sexier. Better. I mean, not even close.

John: I'm confounded, Richard. Women find me so irresistible lately. What is it? Richard: You've got money. John: That's, eh... Richard: And women love power. She saw you in action. Add to that, you're sensitive. You're a rich powerful man with feelings. How many guys do you know like that besides me?

Ally: My grandfather once told me that you could measure dignity of a person by how able he is to see the dignity in others. Ling: I don't get it. Ally: Hmm. Ling: Was it a riddle?

John: Love is far more pragmatic than it's cracked up to be. Cassandra: Are you trying to convince me of that or yourself?

Cassandra: I just found myself thinking of more and more, so I said to myself, go visit him. John: And the idea of calling first? Cassandra: You might have said "don't." I didn't want to decrease the odds of seeing your face.

Michael: They say if a person is lucky... lucky... he or she will come across one person in a lifetime that he can love, and live compatibly with. My person is you, Sylvie.

Cassandra: Life is short, John. You have no idea.

Sylvie: It went off with a hitch and I am damaged. Look at me!