Charlotte: How can you forget a guy you’ve slept with?
Carrie: Toto, I don’t think we’re in single digits anymore.
Samantha: I once dated a guy ’cause he had a pool. I’d go over and get all cocoa-buttered up. His mom brought my Kool-Aid
Samantha: Yeah, I was thirteen! And honey, you should have seen my tan!
Samantha: Well, I don’t know how you people do it. All that emotional chow-chow. It’s exhausting.
Carrie: So what are we going to do? Sit around bars, sipping Cosmos and sleeping with strangers when we’re eighty?
Samantha: The country runs better with a good looking man in the White House. I mean, look what happened with Nixon; no one wanted to fuck him, so he fucked everyone.
Carrie: The most important thing in life is your family. There are days you love them, and others you don’t. But, in the end, they’re the people you always come home to. Sometimes it’s the family you’re born into and sometimes it’s the one you make for yourself.
Carrie: Your girl is lovely Hubbell.
Mr. Big: I don’t get it.
Carrie: And you never did.
Samantha: I’m a tri-sexual. I’ll try anything once.
Miranda: What’s the big mystery? It’s my clitoris, not the sphinx.
Carrie: I think you just found the title of your autobiography.
Sex and the City. Kala į klyną jau trylika metų.