Mr. Feeny: Mr. Turner, we are not in high school. ... Well, actually we are. But we're teachers, you fool.

Cory: That's me. Maybe he'll pick me twice and I can go into the closet with myself.

Eric: I'm too cute to stay home.

Shawn: Deny everything. Hey, you were in a closet. Who else knows what actually went on in there?
Topanga: Just because he didn't kiss me doesn't mean he's some kind of freak.
Cory: No. No! Make her stop!
Topanga: Look, all of you. Any guy can just crawl in a closet and kiss a girl, but Cory's different, because he is a really nice boy.

Mr. Feeny: He is extremely cautious. He always wears his helmet when he's on his motorcycle.
Ms Tompkins: Oh, is that his Harley out in the parking lot?
Mr. Feeny: No, it's mine.

Shawn: What are you doing?
Cory: Lip-ups. I want to be in shape. I want to go the distance.

Mr. Feeny: Oh, that's Miss Tompkins. She replaced Edwina Munsey in our social studies department mercifully.
Mr. Turner: Did you hire her, George?
Mr. Feeny: Yes, I did.
Mr. Turner: Attaboy!
Mr. Feeny: Take a shower, son.

Eric: Look, I'm just concerned you're not prepared for the make out party tonight.
Cory: I know how to kiss.
Eric: You think it's that simple? I mean, what happened if she has braces? What happens if your noses hit? What if a hanger hooks you like a large-mouthed bass? Do you even know what to do with your hands?

Shawn: Cory, chill. You're gonna be fine. And you know why? 'Cause right up until the second you go into that closet, I'm right here with you, no matter what. 'Cause it's Cory and Shawn, Shawn and Cory.
Alvin: Shawn and Melanie.
Shawn: See ya!

Cory: How come you're being so cool about this?
Topanga: I don't know. Because you're nice.
Cory: Great. Twist the knife.
Topanga: I meant it as a compliment!
Cory: Guys don't wanna be nice. We wanna be you know, tough, and good with appliances, and good kissers.