I. RENT

-There's only now, there's only here.
-Today for you, tomorrow for me!
-Give in to love or live in fear.
-You always said how lucky you were that we were all friends. But it was us, baby, who were the lucky ones.
-Actual reality! Act up! Fight AIDS!
-Where all the scars from the "nevers" and "maybes" die!
-How do you leave the past behind when it keeps finding ways to get to your heart?
-How can you connect in an age where strangers, landlords, lovers, your own blood cells betray?
-What binds the fabric together when the raging, shifting winds of change keep ripping away?
-How do you write a song when the chords sound wrong, though they once sounded right and rare?
-Forget regret, or life is yours to miss.
-She walked right up to him and said, "I'm more of a man than you'll ever be - I’m more of a woman than you’ll ever get.
-Will I lose my dignity? Will someone care? Will I wake tomorrow, from this nightmare?
-Measure your life in love!
-The heart may freeze or it can burn.
-The pain will ease if I can learn... there is no future.

II. Dirty Dancing/ Dirty Dancing Havana Nights

-Go back to your playpen, Baby.
-Nobody puts Baby in a corner.
-Dancing is about being exactly who you want to be in that moment.

III. Moulin Rouge

-The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
-Come what may, I will love you until my dying day.
-A love that will live forever.

IV. Titanic

-There's truth but no logic.
-I know... it doesn't make any sense. That's why I trust it.
-A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets.
-You jump, I jump.

V. Romeo + Juliet

-If love be rough with you, be rough with love.
-Did my heart love 'till now? Forswear it sight. For I never saw true beauty 'till this night.
-For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
-You kiss by the book.
-I'll look to like, if looking liking move. But no more deep will I endart mine eye than your consent gives strength to make it fly.
-My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me that I must love a loathed enemy.
-Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.
-That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet.