Stella: [to Lisa] You haven't spent much time around cemeteries, have you?
Stella: Every man's ready to get married when the right girl comes along.
Stella: I can hear you now: "Get out of my life, you wonderful woman. You're too good for me."
Stella: Intelligence. Nothing has caused the human race so much trouble as intelligence.
Stella: When I married Miles, we were both a couple of maladjusted misfits. We are still maladjusted misfits, and we have loved every minute of it.
Stella: When two people love each other, they come together - WHAM - like two taxis on Broadway.
Stella: You'd think the rain would've cooled things down. All it did was make the heat wet.
Lisa: A murderer would never parade his crime in front of an open window.
Lisa: A woman never goes anywhere but the hospital without packing makeup, clothes, and jewelry.
Lisa: According to you, people should be born, live, and die in the same place.