Léo: Imagine that you are a very small chicken. You just hatched. You just opened your eyes for the first time. All ducks are yellow. And you too… But you are much more beautiful than the rest. You are special.

Léo: Imagine that you are a very small chicken. You just hatched. You just opened your eyes for the first time. All ducks are yellow. And you too… But you are much more beautiful than the rest. You are special.
Mia: People love what other people are passionate about.
Jonas Taylor: [to himself while swimming out to the shark] Just keep swimming, just keep swimming…
Chairman: And you Mr. Brandt, how can you justify this deception?
William Brandt: I can neither confirm nor deny details of any operation without the Secretary's approval.
Clarence: Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?
[From trailer]
Bilbo Baggins: One day I'll remember. Remember everything that happened: the good, the bad, those who survived… and those that did not.
Dasher: Dasher: I mean, it's not that hard to find a mutual attraction with another person. But, finding friends, real friends, like the one's that you got… I mean, that's like finding needle in the Santa stack.
Dumbledore: No spell can reawaken the dead, Harry. I trust you know that. Dark and difficult times lie ahead. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.
Martin Sixsmith: The end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.
Philomena: That's lovely, Martin. Did you just think of that?
Martin Sixsmith: No, it's T.S. Eliot
Balin: [sees a chamber full of dead dwarves, with their only means of escape blocked] The last of our kin. They must have come here hoping beyond hope. We could make for the mines. Might last a few days.
Thorin Oakenshield: No. I will not die like this, cowering, clawing for breath. We make for the forges.
Dwalin: He'll see us! Sure as death.
Thorin Oakenshield: Not if we split up.
Balin: Thorin, we'll never make it.
Thorin Oakenshield: Some of us might. Lead him to the forges. We kill the dragon. If this is to end in fire, then we will all burn together!