Cory: What? Do all women have antennas hidden somewhere on their bodies?

Eric: I dunno. None of them will let me look.

Feeny: Anyway, that night it was announced that President Truman was going on the radio to announce the war was going to end, and I asked my father if I could stay up with him to listen to it. What do you think he said?

Cory: I'm guessing either yes or no, but we both know how I do on multiple choice.

It's hard to imagine you as a kid. Did your parents call you Mr. Feeny?

[Cory is dressed as George Washington and Minkus is dressed as King George.]

Fine, keep your goods. Like we need your stinkin' British goods. We're American, we're independent. We'll get our goods from Japan!

Alan: You know, Cor, when I was a kid, Christmas was about appreciating your gifts because they were given with love.

Cory: Oh, right. Glad that's over.

Cory: Friday, I love Friday. Soon I'm gonna be home for the whole weekend.

Amy: Friday, I hate Friday. Soon you're gonna be home for the whole weekend.

Cory: Oh, you love me.

Amy: Oh, you wish.

Amy: When you're a kid, you see everything as right or wrong, black or white...

Eric: Blonde or brunette...

Topanga: [reading off Cory's paper] "My model wife won't care how dirty my room gets. She'll always let me win at video games. She'll play street hockey any time of the day or night." Why don't you just marry Shawn?

Cory: Because our kids would look like horses.

There's a sucker born every minute. Two that minute.

Cory: Mr. Feeny, effort is my middle name.

Shawn: Because it starts with F.

"Barney Sings The Alphabet." I don't wanna give the ending away, Cor, but... Z.

Feeny: This has got to be the most half-baked idea you've ever had!

Cory: No, it was fully-baked.

Topanga: Each of our bodies is the master creation of Mother Nature.

Shawn: Well, except for Minkus. He was created by Mother Goose.

Cory: You know, maybe if Hamlet had worn pants, he could have made a decision or two.

Topanga: Was that a sexist comment?

Cory: That's what I was shootin' for.

Shawn: Don't worry about her- her dad sews.

Beautiful? I've seen hormones turn a normal guy's face into Craters 'R Us.

Shawn: Feeny's test tomorrow is gonna be such a killer.

Cory: Yeah, I don't understand why we have to learn anything about geography. Why do we have to learn where everything is? I'll just be like my dad and drive around 'til I find it.

Cory: [before a test] I am so nervous!

Shawn: You? My palms are sweating so much I can't even read the answers I wrote on them!

In the course of your education you’ve always been taught to look for the right answer but you must also know that in life sometimes the right answer is that there isn’t one.

• You are the whitest white boy ever.