Sex & the City Quotes

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A perfect play on words, Sex and the City quotes are full of witticisms and unabashed humor. Here is a refreshing collection of Sex and the City quotes for good coffee-time reading. 

Great Quotes From Sex and the City

Charlotte: I just know no matter how good I feel about myself, if I see Christy Turlington, I just wanna give up.
Miranda: Well I just want to tie her down and force-feed her lard, but that's the difference between you and me.

Carrie: (to Big) We're so over we need a new word for over.
Miranda: I'm sorry, if a man is over thirty and single, there's something wrong with him. It's Darwinian. They're being weeded out or propagating the species.

Detective: You Irish?
Miranda: No, why?
Detective: Coz you have beautiful red hair.
Miranda: Well I guess anybody can be Irish with the right colorist.

Carrie: There are 1.3 million single men in New York, 1.8 million single women, and of these more than 3 million people, about 12 think they're having enough sex.

Carrie: I like my money where I can see it—hanging in my closet.

Miranda: Whatever happened to aging gracefully?
Carrie: It got old.

Carrie: When it comes to relationships, maybe we’re all in glass houses, and shouldn’t throw stones. Because you can never really know. Some people are settling down, some are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies.

(Samantha's terrified to get an AIDS test.)
Samantha: What if I have it?
Carrie: You don't have it.
Samantha: Sometimes it takes me a really long time to get over a cold.
Carrie: That's not AIDS, that's central air conditioning.

Samantha: I'm a try-sexual. I'll try anything once.

Miranda: They're starting to die on us.
Charlotte: Oh my god.
Samantha: Well at least you weren't stood up.
Miranda: 35 and they're dying. We should just give up now.
Carrie: Well, on the bright side, this could explain why they don't call back.
Samantha: Hmm.
Charlotte: How did he...?
Miranda: Heart attack.
Samantha: Oh.
Miranda: At the gym.
Carrie: See, this is why I don't work out.

Miranda: My marriage is going through a rough spot. I don't have time to wax!

Samantha: (Upon seeing a firefighter stripper) Hello, 911. I'm on fire!

Carrie: Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free until they find someone just as wild to run with.

Mr. Big: Nice dress.
Carrie: Meaning?
Mr. Big: Nice dress.

Carrie: [after hearing Big is moving to Napa, California] If you're tired of New York you take a napa, you don't move to Napa!

Charlotte: (On seeing the tacky floral arrangement at Miranda's mother's funeral) They were supposed to say I'm sorry, I love you' not 'You're dead, let's disco!.

Samantha: (to the girls) I think I have monogamy. I caught it from you.
Carrie: Yes, it's airborne.

Charlotte: I was a teen model when the Ralph Lauren store opened in New Haven.
Miranda: Okay, it was amazing that I could keep my lunch down just now.

Miranda: Wow! A guy who doesn't want to get married! Film at eleven!

Charlotte: So, which church does his mother go to?
Carrie: Park Avenue Presbyterian.
Charlotte: Good church! It's one of the best on the east side!
Carrie: What, are you rating churches? Is there a Zagat guide for that?
Miranda: Four stars. Great bread; disappointing wine selection.

Carrie: Now I've laid down a gauntlet. He either has to say "I love you" back or I guess I'm going to have to break up with him.
Charlotte: Well, how long are you going to give him?
Carrie: Well, I didn't put an expiration date on the sentiment, but I figure it's got the shelf life of a dairy product. It's going to start to curdle in about a week.

Duncan: I'm just one of those weird male aberrations who prefers to be married. I like stability, I like routine. I like knowing there's people waiting for me at home. I guess that makes me sound pretty dull.
Miranda: Are you kidding? You're the heterosexual holy grail.

Carrie: So what type of movies do you compose for?
Patrick: Really bad ones. You know, the "I Screamed When I Knew What You Did Last Summer on Elm Street" type.

Samantha: You know, women dressing like men is very popular right now.
Carrie: And here I thought it was Pokemon.

Steve: Oh come on, I want a baby. It would be fun.
Miranda: It's not like owning a foosball table, Steve.

Aidan: Don't take this the wrong way but this place could use a little work.
Carrie: I know, but I can't afford it.
Aidan: You've got eight thousand bucks' worth of shoes over there.
Carrie: I needed those!

Miranda: (looking at a bride magazine) Ooh! Cute purse!
Charlotte: No purses! There's no time for purses! This is gown-specific!
Miranda: What's your theme again? A Nazi wedding?

Carrie: I'd like to think that people have more than one soulmate.
Samantha: I agree! I've had hundreds.
Carrie: Yeah! And you know what, if you miss one, along comes another one. Like cabs.

Charlotte: I promise I won't become one of those mothers who can only talk about diaper genies.
Carrie: Good.
Samantha: What the hell is a diaper genie?
Carrie: I don't know... someone you hire to change a kid's diaper?

Samantha: These are surprisingly delicious!
Carrie: I know! Why would anybody go to the trouble of making one when you can buy one that is so perfect and individually sized?

(A performance artist is starving herself and refusing to speak while on public display.)
Aleksandr: You don't think it's significant?
Carrie: Oh please! There are depressed women all over New York doing the exact same thing as her and not calling it art. I mean, if you put a phone up on that platform, it's just a typical Friday night waiting for some guy to call.

Samantha: (on not getting hired because she's a woman) What does he think I'm gonna do? Get my period and ruin his empire?!

FBI Agent: (to Samantha) Ma'am, can you undo your cuffs so we can use ours?

Miranda: He has to get baptized and wear a dress.
Carrie: Baby's first drag show!

Carrie: Ooh! I forgot about the washer and dryer! I've been dreaming about that my whole New York life!

Samantha: Who's the farmer with the dells?
Carrie: Young MacDonald?
Samantha: Oooh! E-I-E-I-O!

Guy: This floor's nonsmoking!
Carrie: I have an addiction, sir!

Carrie: It was a typical downtown male mix. Ten percent Wall Street, ten percent real estate, and ten percent already slept with.

Charlotte: I proposed myself!
Carrie: What?
Charlotte: Yes. I suggested he have a tomato salad, then I suggested we get married.
Carrie: Wait. What exactly did he say?
Charlotte: Alrighty!
Carrie: Alrighty? He said alrighty? Now I'm thinking the upsetting thing isn't that you proposed, it's that you proposed to a guy that says "alrighty."
Charlotte: Oh, Carrie, stop!
Carrie: Alrighty.

Charlotte: shouldn't be talking like that at all, Samantha, it's rude and politically incorrect.
Carrie: Sweetie, a reminder: Samantha is rude and politically incorrect.
Miranda: She's an equal opportunity offender.

Miranda: You double-booked?
Carrie: How do you conceive pulling this one off?
Charlotte: Early dinner with bachelor number one, late supper with bachelor number two.
Samantha: My god, you're turning into a man!
Carrie:  Apparently Charlotte had done more than just break a pattern. She had actually changed genders.
Charlotte: I just don't know how I'm going to eat two dinners in a row.
Carrie:  And just like that, she was a woman again.

Big: I never really thought about it.
Carrie: Oh come on. Everybody wonders what happens after you die.
Big: I'm too busy wondering who's dinging my car in the garage.

Carrie: If you keep talking like that I'm going to have to charge you by the minute.

Anthony on his cell: (to Charlotte's wedding dress stylist) Sorry, thought it was my Mother. FIFTEEN phone calls to make sure I get her the cheapest possible sheets from Bed, Bath and Friggin Beyond!

Carrie: And then I realized something, twenty-something girls are just fabulous, until you see one with the man who broke your heart.

Charlotte: Trey, you have a boner... I can't discuss my notes if you have a boner.