Linda Seton: Well, well, let's ring bells! Let's send up skyrockets! . . . Well, let's turn on all the lights in the house.

Linda Seton: What's the use of having all this jack around if it can't get us a superior kind of man?

Linda Seton: You mean to say your mother wasn't even a whoozis?

Linda Seton: You see Case, the trouble with me is that I never could decide whether I wanted to be Joan of Arc, Florence Nightingale, or John L. Lewis.

Linda Seton: You've got no faith in Johnny, have you, Julia? His little dream may fall flat, you think. Well, so it may, what if it should? There'll be another. Oh, I've got all the faith in the world in Johnny. Whatever he does is all right with me. If he wants to dream for a while, he can dream for a while, and if he wants to come back and sell peanuts, oh, how I'll believe in those peanuts!