Jason: Okay, we'll catch you next time.
Frasier: Well, actually, you won't. Jason, Noel, you there. I've been living a lie. Let me tell you a little something about a few things I don't like: boxing for one. Sporting events of any kind. Barbecues, office parties, buddy movies. Any dish made with marshmallows. Things that I do like: the opera, the symphony, Elizabethan revenge dramas, et cetera. So, if you're not inclined toward any of these interests, well, then, our association can be civil at best. Are we all clear on this concept?

Martin: So she puts a few pictures out, what's the big deal? There's a whole part of your life she missed out on.
Niles: I guess.
Martin: Besides, I like seeing your old stuff. Ah, no one around here draws pictures any more. ... What the hell is this supposed to be, anyway?
Niles: Oh! That is an Egyptian battle scene from "Aida." That's Radames and that's the jealous Amneris... Oh, I misspelled "Amonasro." Oh, to be six again.

Frasier: Niles, do you think I'm elitist?
Niles: Of course I do. You needn't worry about that.
Frasier: No, not in the good way. At work today, I discovered an injurious graffito about me. Scrawled on the men's room wall.
Niles: No.
Frasier: Yes. Quote, "There once was a man, Frasier Crane, Who says he can feel your pain. But he acts like a snob, To the guys at his job, And I think he's totally lame."
Niles: That's terrible! There's a tense shift and a proximate rhyme. The scansion leaves a lot to be desired...
Frasier: Niles, you're missing the point.