I'm getting married in the morning! / Ding dong! the bells are gonna chime. / Pull out the stopper! Let's have a whopper! / But get me to the church on time!.
— Alan Jay Lerner
Jaw-dropping My Fair Lady quotations
The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain
The difference between a lady and a flower girl is not how she behaves, but how she’s treated.
Remember that you are a human being with a soul and the divine gift of articulate speech: that your native language is the language of Shakespeare and Milton and The Bible; and don't sit there crooning like a bilious pigeon.
I have my own soul. My own spark of divine fire.
Why can't a woman be more like a man? Men are so honest, so thoroughly square;
Eternally noble, historically fair; Who, when you win, will always give your back a pat. Why can't a woman be like that?
I could have spread my wings and done a thousand things I've never done before.
A woman who utters such disgusting and depressing noise has no right to be anywhere, no right to live. Remember that you are a human being with a soul and the divine gift of articulate speech, that your native language is the language of Shakespeare and Milton and The Bible. Don't sit there crooning like a bilious pigeon.
I am fairly certain that my independent, high-spirited grandmother must have had a childhood similar to Betsy Ray'sAs I read about the School Entertainment and ice cream socials, about ladies leaving calling cards and the milkman with his horse-drawn wagon, I felt that I was having an unexpected and welcome peek into Granny's childhood-a gift to me from Maud Hart Lovelace
I sold flowers. I didn't sell myself. Now you've made a lady of me I'm not fit to sell anything else.
Have you ever met a man of good character where women are concerned?
Why can't a woman be more like a man?
Why can't the English teach their children how to speak?
Hamlet: Lady, shall I lie in your lap? Ophelia: No, my lord.
Hamlet: DId you think I meant country matters? Ophelia: I think nothing, my lord. Hamlet: That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs. Ophelia: What is, my lord? Hamlet: Nothing.
There even are places where English completely disappears.
In America, they haven't used it for years! Why can't the English teach their children how to speak?
I would like to do a romantic comedy, but not a romantic comedy that is cheesy.
I want to do an old romantic comedy like Roman Holiday or My Fair Lady.
I have never been bored an hour in my life.
I get up every morning wondering what new strange glamorous thing is going to happen and it happens at fairly regular intervals. Lady Luck has been good to me and I fancy she has been good to everyone. Only some people are dour, and when she gives them the come hither with her eyes, they look down or turn away and lift an eyebrow. But me, I give her the wink and away we go.
Ladies and gentlemen, I stand before you tonight in my … chiffon evening gown, my face softly made up, my fair hair gently waved, the Iron Lady of the Western world. Me? A Cold War warrior? … Well, yes — if that is how they wish to interpret my defense of values of freedoms fundamental to our way of life.
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love! Oh, that she knew she were!