Flora 'Sissy' Goforth: Ah, the insincere sympathy of the faraway stars.

Flora 'Sissy' Goforth: Did somebody tell you I was dying this summer? Did somebody tip you off that Sissy Goforth was about to go forth this summer?
Chris Flanders: Yes. That's why I came.
Flora 'Sissy' Goforth: Well, well. I've escorted six husbands to the eternal threshold and come back alone without them. Now it's my turn. I've no choice but to do it, but I want to do it alone. I don't want to be escorted. I want to go forth alone. And you... you counted on touching my heart because you knew I was dying. Well, you miscalculated with this one. The milk train doesn't stop here anymore.

Flora 'Sissy' Goforth: Hot sun, cool breeze, white horse on the sea, and a big shot of vitamin B in me!

Flora 'Sissy' Goforth: Life is all memory.

Flora 'Sissy' Goforth: Shit on your mother!

Flora 'Sissy' Goforth: What's human or inhuman is not for human decision.

Chris Flanders: In Xanadu did Kubla Khan, a stately pleasure-dome decree. Where Alph, the sacred river, ran through caverns measureless to man down to a sunless sea.
Flora 'Sissy' Goforth: WhaaAAAT?