Luke: This might be my least favorite door in the world to knock on.
Lorelai: What about death's door?
Luke: The reception on the other side might be warmer.

Sookie: I can't believe Rory's turning 21. It seems like just yesterday she was crying because you told her Charlotte Bronte couldn't come to her sleepover... because she's dead.

Paris: That's right. Paris Geller is the new editor of the Yale Daily News. I was worried about the intimidation factor 'cause people tend to be afraid of me, but I campaigned hard and I really worked the "my parents left me broke" angle, got a little sympathy vote, and the next thing I know, I am the man.
Doyle: My woman is the man.
Paris: I mean, it's so incredible. Last year, I was sleeping with the editor.
Doyle: And this year, I am.
Paris: I can't wait. The changes I'm going to make.
Doyle: Hold on to your hats, people.
Paris: I'm going to crack that whip, raise that bar. The last person that ran the shop was too busy ironing his petticoat to put out a decent paper.
Doyle: That's about to change.
Paris: You know it is.