Angela: Look, I hate to be "that" person but I just don't like the general spirit of music.

Angela: Yes, I'm anxious to get off work. But let me be clear. It's not to celebrate St Patrick's Day. It's so I can protest St. Patrick's Day.

Angela: Me? Oh, I'm fine. I mean, sure, times are leaner now that I'm separated from the Senator. But my new studio apartment is just fine for me, and Philip, and Tinky, and Crinklepuss, and Bandit 2, and Pawlick Baggins, and Lady Aragorn and their 10 kittens. I had a chance with Dwight, but I didn't take it. And if I went back now, when I'm broke and he just inherited a farm, I'd be one of those gold-digging tramps you read about that try to bag a farmer.

Angela: I was disappointed in Dwight today. He showed a weakness that was unbecoming. Even if he did do it for me. I don't need pity and I don't need charity. I have my dignity and that's enough. And as long as I have that, I'll be okay. [Angela is shown stealing rolls of toilet paper from the office]

Angela: This is an amazing prize. I mean, I don't even want to give Pam a compliment, because she's so bleuch, but she did a good job. I really want that coupon book.

Angela: This is Sprinkles. She was my best friend. I kept her going through countless ailments. I asked Dwight Schrute to feed her once, and she is now deceased. This is Halloween last year. Just a couple of kittens. Out on the town.

Pam: Angela as the nurse!
[aside to camera:]
Angela: I don't like your tone! Look, they were sold out of all the other costumes, okay? I think we all live in the real world, here. Let's not pretend to be unaware of what sells in this office.

Angela: I actually look forward to performance reviews. I did the youth beauty pageant circuit and I enjoyed that quite a bit. I really enjoy being judged. I believe I hold up very well to even severe scrutiny.

Kelly: Yikes.
Toby: Well, it's for Angela, so-
Kelly: That's, like, the creepiest thing that I've ever seen.
Dwight K. Schrute: Angela, you're up.
Angela: I'll take the poster. Some people like these.

Toby: Okay, tell them what you wanted to say.
Toby's daughter: Do you need any help?
Angela: No. Thanks. We'd have to explain everything. It's probably just easier if we do it ourselves.
Toby: All right, I wasn't expecting that. Let's go draw.