Sabrina, the Teenage Witch

Sabrina: Take your shirt off, we've got writing to do!

Josh: Oh Sabrina, please don't go! I can't bear the thought of my life without you in it! Morgan: Gross! He's even more pathetic now than when he was dull and passionless.

Morgan: Oh Sabrina, thank God you're here. I'm ready to lose my mind. Sabrina: Oh what happened, a customer asked you for a refill?

Hilda: Harvey, people are fighting like crazy over your hockey sticks, but no one has bid on Zelda! Harvey: That's because my hockey sticks didn't brag about how brilliant and beautiful they are.

Sabrina: This is ridiculous. I can't spend the rest of my life with a boyfriend who puts his fist through walls. For one thing, I'll lose my security deposit.

Sabrina: Where's Francesca? Fabrizio: Off on another Julia Roberts' romantic crises. Sabrina: Boy, for a pretty woman she sure goes through them.

Morgan: The guy who is supposed to be in love with you is treating you like you're his sister, or a roommate, or a sofa, or a dog, or a... Sabrina: OK! I get the picture. Roxie: I thing the fact that Josh didn't get all emotional and crazy is a good thing. Morgan: No, Josh putting his fist through a wall is a good thing. I trust you honey, a peck on the cheek? Kiss of death. Sabrina: OK, now I'm unsatisfied and confused.

Sabrina: I told him about the kiss, he said he trusted me, kissed me on the cheek and said he'd call me later. Roxie: Sabrina, that's great! Miles: Yeah. Even I would have been compelled to mumble a mild profanity.

Hilda: Should I auction off my hula hoop separately or package it with this cauldron? Zelda: Hilda, you're supposed to come up with stuff that people actually want to buy.

Sabrina: I could never feel comfortable with Josh if I had to carry around this big, dark secret. I mean how many secrets can one girl handle? Roxie: What other secrets are you carrying around? Sabrina: Long story.

Morgan: A kiss is a kiss, no matter who initiated it. If you tell Josh, he'll be furious, get insanely jealous, break up with you, end of story. Roxie: Don't you think Josh is deeper and more enlightened than that? Miles: The guy dated Morgan! Sabrina: Good point.

Morgan: Men see the world in black and white. Miles: I beg to differ, my day is often a pale pallet of grey.