"If I didn't give [the names of Underground leaders] in a concentration camp, where you had more persuasive methods at your disposal, I certainly won't give them to you now. And what if you track down these men and kill them? What if you murdered all of us? From every corner of Europe, hundreds, thousands would rise to take our places. Even Nazis can't kill that fast."

"In a concentration camp, one is apt to lose a little weight."

"You want to feel sorry for yourself, don't you? With so much at stake, all you can think of is your own feelings. One woman has hurt you, and you take your revenge on the rest of the world. You're a coward and a weakling."

"Last night, I saw what has happened to you. The Rick I knew in Paris I could tell him, he'd understand. But the one who looked at me with such hatred - I'll be leaving Casablanca soon and we'll never see each other again. We knew very little about each other when we were in love in Paris. If we leave it that way, maybe we'll remember those days and not Casablanca. Not last night."

"[to Rick, as the Germans are invading in Paris] I love you so much. And I hate this war so much. Oh, it's a crazy world. Anything can happen. If you shouldn't get away, I mean, if something should keep us apart, wherever they put you and wherever I'll be, I want you to know that...I Love you. Kiss me as if it were the last time."

"[to Ilsa] Well, Rick is the kind of man that...well, if I were a woman, and I were not around, I should be in love with Rick. But what a fool I am talking to a beautiful woman about another man."

"Oh, please, monsieur. It is a little game we play. They put it on the bill, I tear up the bill. It is very convenient."

"[about Ugarte] I'm making out the report now. We haven't quite decided whether he committed suicide or died trying to escape."

"[on Captain Renault] Oh, he's just like any other man, only more so."

"[to Ilsa] I heard a story once. As a matter of fact, I've heard a lot of stories in my time. They went along with the sound of a tinny piano, playing in the parlor downstairs. 'Mister, I met a man once when I was a kid,' they'd always begin. Well, I guess neither one of our stories is very funny. Tell me, who was it you left me for? Was it Laszlo or were there others in between? Or aren't you the kind that tells?"

"[after inspecting a dossier about himself] Are my eyes really brown?"

"[repeated line] I stick my neck out for nobody."

"Here's looking at you, kid."

"Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine."

"[to Almásy] This is not very good is it?"

"I'm not one of the walking wounded. It's only one night. Besides, if I remain it's the most effective method of persuading my husband to abandon whatever he's doing and come and rescue us."

"[to Almásy] And that would be unconscionable, I suppose, to feel any obligation? Yes. Of course it would."

"[to Almásy] I've been thinking - how does someone like you decide to come to the desert?"

"[reading Almásy's note on the Christmas firecracker] Dec. 22nd [1938] - Betrayals during war are childlike compared with our betrayals during peace. New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire. For the heart is an organ of fire - I love that. I believe that."

"There's a war. Where you come from becomes important."

"[to Almásy] It's raining."

"I must be a curse. Anybody who loves me, anybody who gets close to me...or I must be cursed. Which is it?"

"[last words; to Hana] Read to me will you? Read me to sleep."

"[singing the tune of "It's Only a Paper Moon" (by Harold Arlen, Billy Rose, and E.Y. Harburg)] It wouldn't be make believe if you believed in me."

"[to Caravaggio] I have come to love that little tap of the fingernail against the syringe. Tap...Tap...Tap."

"[to Kip] Hana was just telling me that you were indifferent...to her cooking."

"[to Hana] Condensed milk - one of the truly great inventions."

"[to Hana] In that case, I suppose we can't charge."

"[to Hana] K is for Katherine."

"[to Katherine] Every night I cut out my heart. But in the morning it was full again."

"The International Sand Club: misfits, buggers, fascists, and fools - God bless us every one. Oops! mustn't say international - dirty word, filthy word."

"[to Caravaggio] No...I was never a spy. [to Caravaggio]"

"[to Caravaggio] Thousands of people did die. Just different people."

"[upon seeing Katherine in the plane wreckage] Katherine? My God, Katherine what are you doing here?"

"[to Katherine] I'm not agreeing. Don't think I'm agreeing, because I'm not."

"[to Hana] I long for the rain on my face."

"[to Katherine] Maddox knows I think - he keeps talking about Anna Karenina - I think it's his idea of a man to man chat...well it's my idea of a man to man chat."

"[to Katherine] Swoon, They'll catch you."

"[to Katherine] I can still taste you. I try to write with your taste in my mouth."

"[to himself in the Cave of Swimmers] My God...they're swimming. Swimming."

"K at dawn - silhouetted."

"[to Katherine] Mrs. Clifton...I believe you still have my book."

"[to Katherine] Could I ask you, please, to paste your paintings into my book? I should like to have them. I should be honored."

"[to Katherine] Let me tell you about winds. [to Katharine]"

"Christopher Plummer – Dr. Rosen"

"There has to be a mathematical explanation for how bad your tie is."

"Find a truly original idea. It is the only way I will ever distinguish myself. It is the only way I will ever…matter."

"Classes will dull your mind, destroy the potential for authentic creativity."