I'm thinking balls are to men what purses are to women. It's just a little bag, but we feel naked in public without it. [Carrie] |
I’ve done the merry-go-round, I’ve been through the revolving doors, I feel like I’ve met someone I can stand still with for a minute. Don’t you want to stand still with me? |
It takes half the amount of time you dated someone to get over them. |
It took me a really long time to get here, but I'm here. Carrie, you're the one. [Mr.Big] |
It was a typical downtown male mix. Ten percent Wall Street, ten percent real estate, and ten percent Samantha had already slept with. [Carrie] |
It's a slippery slope, Carrie. Without boundaries you never know what might happen. [Miranda] |
It's my birthday. I'm officially old. [Carrie on her 35th Birthday] |
It's not the beef, Henry. It's the last 23 years! |
It's not the way I perceive myself, I'm so low on my priority list, ... I love beautiful clothes and am privileged enough to have access to a lot of them. But they're returned the next day. They're not mine. |
It's really hard to walk in a single woman's shoes -- that's why you sometimes need really special shoes! |
It's such a tribute to my show. My show is so good. I feel so blessed to play such a strong character, |
It's very important the toilet be beautiful, that this stage is reflected. If a child suffers trauma, then he will have adult neuroses. |
Junkyard Wars. |
Kitchen |
Lady: I've been waiting for two days and so far, no one's gotten in yet [the doctor's office]. Samantha: I was once told I wouldnt' be able to get backstage to see Mick Jagger. Well I did get backstage...and I blew him. [Silence] Excuse me... I don't know if this is an appropriate question to ask... Lady: I think we passed appropriate a few seconds ago. Samantha: What kind of cancer do you have? Lady: Breast. Samantha: Breast! Me too. I'm curious...Do you have children? Lady: I'm a nun. Samantha: You have none. Lady: No, no, no...I AM a nun. But that doesn't mean that I didn't enjoy your Mick Jagger story. Samantha: I thought that nuns had to wear... Lady: Oh, I haven't worn a habbit in years. Samantha: So then...you don't have sex? Lady: No. Samantha: Never had sex? Lady: No. Samantha: Ohh. [thoughtful silence] Just one more. Lady: Go right ahead. Samantha: Are you allowed to masturbate? Lady: [thinking] I never asked. But thanks for getting my mind off cancer for the first time in a week. Samantha: Happy to help. |