The Rules of the Game

Robert de la Cheyniest:
Excuse me. You know you're no fool; you're a poet, a dangerous poet.

Robert de la Cheyniest:
[to Schumacher] I have no choice but to dismiss you. It breaks my heart, but I can't expose my guests to your firearms. It may be wrong of them, but they value their lives.

Lisette:
Friendship with a man? That's asking for moonlight at midday.

Marceau:
A laughing woman is disarmed, you can do what you like.

Marceau:
You tried to better me by making me a servant. I'll never forget it.

Geneviève de Marras:
Love, as it exists in society, is merely the mingling of two whims and the contact of two skins.

Octave:
The awful thing about life is this: Everybody has their reasons.

Octave:
You have to understand, its the plight of all heroes today. In the air, they're terrific. But when they come back to earth, they're weak, poor, and helpless.

André Jurieux:
That's also part of the times, today everyone lies.

Robert de la Cheyniest:
Corneille! Put an end to this farce!

Corneille:
Which one, your lordship?

Octave:
I want to disappear down a hole.

Robert de la Cheyniest:
Why's that?

Octave:
So I no longer have to figure out what's right and what's wrong.