Tracy Lord: I never thought that alcohol would - Oh shut up.
Tracy Lord: These stories are beautiful. Why, Mike, they're almost poetry. Macaulay Connor: Don't kid yourself, they are.
Tracy Lord: [taking the perfume out of the car] This is your Uncle Willy's favorite, Complete Surrender.
The nature of the beast is that film is a director's medium. It's not a Tracy Letts play, it's a John Wells film. 'August: Osage County,' as a play, is done. Written. On the shelf. It'll be performed in its entirety for years.
Change is no threat to culture.
The angel descended when you were least expecting it. Tracy felt something quietly go click in his despairing heart.
I really like Tracie Martyn beauty products for skin care. Take off your makeup before you go to sleep. Sometimes I forget, and it is always horrible when you wake up.
My name, my real name, is Tracy. I always thought I was like a boy named Sue. So I made my friends call me 'Tray.'
Sugar Ray and talked about doing some articles together or writing a book together but dealing with Sugar Ray was a lot like fighting him. He would fake you in and then he'd drop you.
Sugar Ray Robinson was at the top of the boxing world during the 1950's when it seemed that he would either win or lose the championship about every three or four months.
Tracy Lord: You hardly know him. C. K. Dexter Haven: To hardly know him is to know him well.
Margaret Lord: Oh, dear. Is there no such thing as privacy any more? Tracy Lord: Only in bed, mother, and not always there.
Tracy Lord: I'm going crazy. I'm standing here solidly on my own two hands and going crazy.
Tracy Lord: I never knew such a man. Macaulay Connor: You're not likely to dear. Not from where you sit.
Tracy Lord: You seem quite contemptuous of me all of the sudden. C. K. Dexter Haven: No Red, not of you, never of you.
Tracy Lord: Aren't you coming Liz? Elizabeth (Liz) Imbrie: Well, it seems I've got to commit suicide first.
Tracy Lord: You're just a mass of prejudices, aren't you? You're so much thought and so little feeling, Professor.
C. K. Dexter Haven: The moon is also a goddess, chaste and virginal. Tracy Lord: Stop using those foul words.
Macaulay Connor: [after learning that Dexter is Tracy's ex-husband and is going to help with introducing him and Liz] Holy mackerel. What goes on here?
David Mills: [greeting his wife after coming home from work] Hey, loser. Tracy Mills: Hi, idiot.
I gambled on having the strength to live two lives, one for myself and one for the world.
