Gifford "Giff" Rogers: If you get a good omlette, who cares whether the chicken likes you or not?

Annette Sturges: Mama, you should have protested. It's a really bad table. There's not a person we know at the end of this room.
Julia Sturges: Be brave Annette. These tragedies happen sometimes in life.

Earl Meeker: Hey, you can't come up here. This is reserved for first class only.
Richard Sturges: Really. I'll do my best to behave properly.

Julia Sturges: [after losing the argument with Richard, when their daughter decides not to stay with her mother in Michigan but to return to Europe with her father on the next boat] Thank you, Richard. You were most helpful. Now you see why I wanted to steal a little more time.
Richard Sturges: Please, Julia. Let's not bicker, since there's no love lost between us.
Julia Sturges: That's the tragic part, Richard. There's been so much love lost between us.

Julia Sturges: Oh Richard, where did we miss out on each other? I beg your pardon, Sir. I put you down as a useless man, someone to lead a cotillion.
Richard Sturges: After all, it was my major talent.
Julia Sturges: I'm sorry, sorry about everything.
Richard Sturges: We have no time to catalog our regrets. All we can do is pretend 20 years didn't happen. It's June again. You were walking under some Elm trees in a white muslin dress, the loveliest creature I ever laid eyes on. That summer, when I asked you to marry me, I pledged my eternal devotion. I would take it as a very great favor Julia, if you would accept a restatement of that pledge.
[They embrace passionately]

Maude Young: [running to the lifeboat] Give me one of them paddles!

Maude Young: I've seen that look before. He's a runaway.
Earl Meeker: From what, some woman?
Maude: No, he's running too fast for that.

Maude Young: Where I come from this is either a revival meeting or a crap game.

Maude: [after Richard has rejected his son Norman and refused to play in the shuffleboard match with him] It certainly clouded up. Well, word'll do it faster than a hickory stick any time.

Maude: Over trump! Never send a baby for the beer!