Sapphire: They don't even know what it is to be a fan. Y'know? To truly love some silly little piece of music, or some band, so much that it hurts.
Penny Lane: You're too sweet for rock and roll.
William Miller: Sweet? Where do you get off? Where do you get sweet? I am dark and mysterious, and I am PISSED OFF! I could be very dangerous to all of you! And you should know that about me... I am THE ENEMY!
Penny Lane: How old are you?
William Miller: Eighteen.
Penny Lane: Me too! How old are we really?
William Miller: Seventeen.
Penny Lane: Me too!
William Miller: Actually, I'm sixteen.
Penny Lane: Me too. Isn't it funny? The truth just sounds different.
William Miller: I'm fifteen.
William Miller: Don't you have any regular friends?
Penny Lane: Famous people are just more interesting.
William Miller: "That groupie"? She was a Band-Aid! All she did was love your band. And you used her, all of you! You used her and threw her away! She almost died last night while you were with Bob Dylan. You guys, you're always talking about the fans, the fans, the fans; she was your biggest fan, and you threw her away! And if you can't see that, that's your biggest problem.
Penny Lane: Look - you should be happy for me. You don't know what he says to me in private. Maybe it is love, as much as it can be, for somebody...
William Miller: Somebody who sold you to Humble Pie for fifty bucks and a case of beer! I was there! I was there!... Look- I'm sorry.
Penny Lane: [sniffs] What kind of beer?
Estrella Starr: She changed everything. She was the one that said "No more sex. No more exploiting our bodies and hearts." Just blow-jobs, and that's it!
Polexia Aphrodisia: Act One, in which she pretends she doesn't care about him ... Act Two, in which he pretends he doesn't care... and goes right for her ... Act Three, in which it all plays out the way she planned it. She'll eat him alive.
Dick Roswell: Ladies and Gentelmen! The evening is over. We hope you all enjoyed yourselves and we'll see you all again in 1974. Good evening!
Russell Hammond: And you can tell Rolling Stone magazine that my last words were... I'm on drugs!
William Miller: Russell! I think we should work on those last words!
Russell Hammond: I got it, I got it. Last words - I dig music ... I'm on drugs!
William Miller: I have to go home.
Penny Lane: You are home.
Lester Bangs: Of course I'm home. I'm always home. I'm uncool.
Lester Bangs: You CANNOT make friends with the rock stars. That's what's important. If you're a rock journalist - first, you will never get paid much. But you will get free records from the record company. And they'll buy you drinks, you'll meet girls, they'll try to fly you places for free, offer you drugs... I know. It sounds great. But they are not your friends. These are people who want you to write sanctimonious stories about the genius of the rock stars, and they will ruin rock and roll and strangle everything we love about it.
Elaine Miller: May I speak with William, please?
Sapphire: He's not here. I think he's in the bar with the band. They just got back from the radio station. Is this Maryann with the pot?... Hello?
Elaine Miller: No, this isn't Maryann with the pot. This is Elaine. His mother. Could you please give him a message? Could you tell him to call home immediately? And could you also tell him - I KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON.
Sapphire: All right. But I'm just going to say this, and I'm going to stand by it: you should be really proud of him. 'Cause I know guys, and I'll bet you do too. And he respects women, and he likes women, and let's just pause and appreciate a man like that. You created him out of thin air, and you raised him right, and we're all looking out for him. He's doing a great job, and don't worry - he's still a virgin. And that's more than I've ever said to my own parents, so there you go... This is the maid speaking, by the way.
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Your life is pretty darn perfect. You don't have much to complain about.
A little old fashioned, and a little modern. 
You are classy, cultured, and well educated. You are an expert on the finer things in live.
You're part lady, part modern woman.
A total sweetheart, you always have a lot of love to give out.
Your Sex Appeal Is: Off the Charts!
You are a fairly good person. You strive to live a moral life whenever possible.
You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side.
You are a lucky person, and you always seem to find yourself surrounds by pretty, shiny things.
When you're in love, you're brimming with emotions and desire.
You're a pretty jealous person, and you've started to let it really effect your life.
When the term "girly girl" was invented, they were thinking of someone like you.
You are impulsive, which at times leads to irresponsibility. 
Masculine
In love, you are a true listener and totally present.
Propensity for Monogamy:
