Rory Gilmore Quotes (Page 23)
Emily: Rory, correct me if I'm wrong, but men have walked on the moon regardless of whether your mother remembers it or not.
Rory: That's the rumor.
Rory: Lorelai, go to your room!
Lorelai: Wow, smart girls are mean.
Rory: I’m going to a serious school now, I need serious paper.
Lorelai: Paper’s paper.
Rory: Not at Chilton.
Lorelai: Alright, fine. Here is your serious paper.
Rory: Thank you.
Lorelai: Ooh and here are your somber highlighters, your maudlin pencils, your manic-depressive pens.
Rory: Mom.
Lorelai: Now these erasers are on lithium so they may seem cheerful but we actually caught them trying to shove themselves in the pencil sharpener earlier.
Rory: I’m going home now.
Lorelai: No, wait! We’re going to stage an intervention with the neon post-its and make them give up their wacky crazy ways.
Rory: I can't be late on my first day of school. Do you know what happens to people when they're late on their first day?
Lorelai: It's shorter?
Rory: I don't know. It was just one big, long, scary, tweedy, bad eight hours.
Lorelai: Add some hair spray, and you've got my day.
Rory: It's my mother's name, too. She named me after herself. She was lying in the hospital thinking about how men name boys after themselves all the time, you know, so why couldn't women? She says her feminism just kind of took over. Though personally I think a lot of Demerol also went into that decision. I never talk this much.
• Vote for this Quote! • October 2nd, 2007 Rory: So do you like cake?
Dean: What?
Rory: They make really good cakes here. They're very... round.
Dean: Okay, I'll remember that.
Rory: Good. Make a note. You wouldn't want to forget where the round cakes are.
Rory: So, Grandpa, how's the insurance biz going?
Richard: Eh, people die, we pay. People crash cars, we pay. People lose a foot, we pay.
Lorelai: Well, at least you have your new slogan.
Richard: How are things at the motel, Lorelai?
Lorelai: You mean the inn? Great.
Rory: You know, it sucks that after all these years your mom still hates me.
Lane: She doesn't hate you.
Rory: She hates my mother.
Lane: She doesn't trust unmarried women.
Rory: You're unmarried.
Lane: I'm hayriding with a future proctologist. I have potential.