Mr. Feeny: This world of yours seems like quite a peaceful and loving place.
Topanga: Yes. Especially since we moved all men underground and use them just for breeding.

Topanga: Stuart and I obviously do not see eye to on eye on our futures.
Minkus: We're married!
Topanga: You're breeding stock!
Minkus: I'll take it.

Cory: Who cares about George Washington? Who cares about King George? Was every boring guy in history named George?

Mr. Feeny: Come over here, you little suck up. Every year someone tries to avoid this assignment with this transparent little ruse.
Larry: I didn't mean to be ruse.

Cory: I have an incomplete future.
Alan: Of course you have an incomplete future. The future's always incomplete. When it's complete, people tend to call it the past.

Amy: Let's see, when you have your twentieth high-school reunion, I'll be ... forty-four.
Cory: Mom, how can that be possible You're already-
Amy: It's possible. It's more than possible. It's the way it's going to be.

Cory: What's with the big gut?
Shawn: My dad's fat, my uncle's fat, my grandpa's fat. Let's face it, Cor, I'm going to be fat.