Mr. Feeny: Since you'll be sitting in my seat, I think it's only fair that I should be sitting in yours.
Cory: You mean you'd be like my student?
Mr. Feeny: Like, yeah.

Alan: You never stop teaching, do you, George?
Mr. Feeny: Next time, don't keep me up all night.

Mr. Feeny: If you let people's perception of you dictate your behavior, you will never grow as a person. But if you leave yourself open to experience, despite what others think, then you will learn and grow. And when you grow and mature, then you can rub their smug little earring-wearing noses in it.

Mr. Feeny: I think the polite thing to do would be to extend an invitation for me to join you.
Eric: Mr. Feeny, would you like to come to the carnival with us?
Mr. Feeny: Oh, thank you so very much for asking, but no. I'd rather have gum surgery.

Mr. Feeny: Don't say ain't, your mother will faint. Just because you're in the army, you don't have to talk like a sailor.

Mr. Feeny: Mr. Matthews. Where did you get that papaya?
Cory: From home. Is there a problem?
Mr. Feeny: I've got my eye on you.

Mr. Feeny: Hey, dude. Ooh, that suit. Not cool.

Mr. Feeny: Mr. Minkus, you're wrong.
Minkus: Wrong? As in not right?

Eric: The guy on our couch eating our beer nuts.
Mr. Feeny: Mmm, nutty.

Mr. Feeny: Wait a minute. Maybe we should all just think for a second.
Cory: No, Shawn and I tried that. It doesn't work.