Lancaster Dodd: If you figure a way to live without serving a master, any master, then let the rest of us know, will you? For you'd be the first person in the history of the world.
Peggy Dodd: This is something you do for a billion years or not at all. This isn't fashion.
Lancaster Dodd: When we're in love we experience pleasure, and extreme pain.
Lancaster Dodd: Free winds and no tyranny for you, Freddie, sailor of the seas. You pay no rent, free to go where you please. Then go, go to that landless latitude and good luck. If you figure a way to live without serving a master, any master, then let the rest of us know, will you? For you'd be the first in the history of the world.
Lancaster Dodd: Your fear of capture and imprisonment is from millions of years ago. You are not there. You are asleep.
Lancaster Dodd: My daughter's getting married, come join us! Leave your worries for awhile, they will still be there you get back, and your memories aren't invited.
Freddie Quell: What do you do?
Lancaster Dodd: I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist and a theoretical philosopher. But above all, I am a man, a hopelessly inquisitive man, just like you.
Lancaster Dodd: What a day. We fought against the day and we won. We won.
Lancaster Dodd: I recalled you and I working together in Paris. We were members of the pigeon post during a four-and-a-half month siege of the city by Prussian forces. We worked in raid balloons, delivered mail and secret messages across the communications blockade set up by the Prussians. We sent 65 unguided mail balloons and only two went missing. In the worst winter on record. Two.
Lancaster Dodd: What a horrible young man you are. This is acting like an animal. A dirty animal that eats it's own faeces when hungry.