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?

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?
Jack Langdon: Do you want to come in?
Katie: No, no, no. I wouldn't want to intrude.
Jack Langdon: Oh, no. It's potluck. There's always way too much food, and it's warm.
Katie: Oh, really?
Jack Langdon: Yeah, but I mean, if you have somewhere to be…
Katie: Well, I could come in for a minute.
Jack Langdon: Oh, really?
Katie: Yeah.
Jack Langdon: Oh, OK.
Pere Henri: I'm not sure what the theme of my homily today ought to be. Do I want to speak of the miracle of Our Lord's divine transformation? Not really, no. I don't want to talk about His divinity. I'd rather talk about His humanity. I mean, you know, how He lived His life, here on Earth. His *kindness*, His *tolerance*… Listen, here's what I think. I think that we can't go around… measuring our goodness by what we don't do. By what we deny ourselves, what we resist, and who we exclude. I think… we've got to measure goodness by what we *embrace*, what we create… and who we include.
Morticia: Wednesday's at that very special age when a girl has only one thing on her mind.
Ellen: Boys?
Wednesday: Homicide.
Jen Davis: Okay, the way you're looking at me right now, that's why I wasn't hard for me to leave my friends in Maine: because they had all already left *me.* They couldn't imagine what happened to *me*, happening to them. And every time they saw me, they did. So they all just faded away …
Tegan: Where's Dad? I want to tell him.
Merryn: Your father is out at the moment.
Tegan: That's OK. I can tell Joss, then.
Merryn: I'm afraid he's out with Joss. I believe he's driven her to the cove. I'm sorry, dear.
Tegan: That's OK. I like Joss.
Merryn: Do you?
Tegan: Daddy does, too. I can tell.
Merryn: Is that so?
Tegan: I don't know if he fancies her, but he definitely likes her.
Grace Garland: [grinning] Are you aware of the deep concern in this parish over your marital status?
Joe Peterson: Don't you have someplace to be?
Jonathan Barnavelt: Have a look around, it's perfectly safe…
[a tentacled monster opens a door, Jonathan shoves it back]
Lewis Barnavelt: THAT's safe?
Jonathan Barnavelt: As long as it's fed.
Nana: Traditions are the stories that families write together.