
Rose Sayer: Dear Lord, We've come to the end of our journey, and in a little while we'll stand before you. I pray for you to be merciful. Judge us not for our weaknesses, but for our love and open the doors of heaven for Charlie and me.

Mad Hatter: What's the matter my dear, don't you care for tea?
Alice: Why, yes. I'm very fond of tea.
March Hare: If you don't care for tea, you could at least make polite conversation.

Ellen McNulty: Never eat standing up, and never cook sittin' down.

Jerry Mulligan: I never touch a guy unless I've known him at least fifteen minutes.

Stanley: Hey, STELLA!

Maj. Daniel Xavier Kirby: Are we all buttoned up?
Joan Kirby: Cat's out... doors locked. All secure sir.

Yosemite Sam: Mice.

Yosemite Sam: I smell carrots a-cooking, and where there's carrots, there's rabbits.

Junyer Bear: I will fill your favorite pipe for you, dear old dad, Pa. G-U-N-P-O-W-D-E-R, tobacco. I am a good speller, I am. C-A-T, dog. B-A-T, Rhode Island.