“When it walks like a saint, and quacks like a saint- it's a quacking saint."-Della”
“I'm sorry I grabbed you like that, but your stubbornness would drive a saint crazy.""Yeah, and we both know you ain't no saint!”
“Well, you see, she was saintly but she wasn't a saint. No one could really hate a saint, could they? They can't really hate God either. When they want to hate him and his saints they have to find something like themselves and pretend it's God and hate that. I suppose you think that's all bosh.”
“If it looks like a duck, quacks like a duck, it's a duck!”
“If it looks like a duck and quacks likes a duck, it's a duck, right?”