Cory: Please pay at the register, honey. And tipping is not a city in China.

Shawn: Why's everyone looking? What are they staring at?
Cory: Well, Shawn, I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but you're kind of a babe.

Cory: Gary, this is Veronica. Veronica Wasboyski.

Mr. Feeny: Well, gentlemen. It seems the whole school is talking about it. And if I do say so myself, excellent article. Troubling photographs.

Alan: Hey son, how was your day?
Cory: Fine.
Alan: What did you do at school?
Cory: Nothing.
Alan: Hey, hold on, right there. You know, every day I ask you what you did at school and every day you tell me nothing. Well, I'm tired of nothing. We both know something happened today and I want to know what it is.
Cory: I decided to be a girl.

Topanga: You want me to dress you up like a girl?
Cory: Yeah, Topanga. Make Cory pretty.

Cory: Ok, Mr. Feeny. What happened to this guy Griffin after he wrote his book? He sold five million copies and won immediate world renown.
Mr. Feeny: Why do you ask, Mr. Matthews?
Cory: Miss Matthews.
Mr. Feeny: What?
Cory: (Coyly) Nothing.

Topanga: Cory? Sweetie, you have to come out eventually.
Cory: Don't want to. Second thoughts.
Topanga: Come on out. We won't laugh.
Cory: You're not seeing what I'm seeing.

Shawn: You're gonna write an article that means something. You're gonna make a difference, not only in our lives, but in the lives of guys and girls everywhere.
Cory: You're not seeing what I'm seeing.

Shawn: Come on, Cor.
Cory: How bad a girl could you be?
Shawn: Okay, bad.
Cory: How bad?
Shawn: Bad-bad.
Cory: I knew it. I look I look fat.
Shawn: Fat is the least of your problems, baby.