Puddy:
"We're the Devils! The Devils! YEAAAAAAH!"
Kramer:
"These pretzels are making me thirsty."
George:
"Hi, my name is George, I'm unemployed and I live with my parents."
Jerry:
"Looking at cleavage is like looking at the sun. You don't stare at it. It's too risky. You get a sense of it and then you look away."
George:
"I was in the Pool!"
Kramer:
"I'm so keen-o, on Beefarino, what a delicious cuisine-o, fit for king and queen-o."
George:
"Believe it or not George isn't at home please leave a message at the beep. I must be out or I'd pick up the phone, where could I be? Believe it or not I'm not home."
Kramer:
"Well, why go to a fine restaurant, when you can just stick something in the microwave? Why go to the park and fly a kite, when you can just pop a pill?"
Kramer:
"I'm at the corner of 1st and 1st... How can the same street intersect with itself? It must be at the nexus of the universe."
Kramer:
"I'm Cosmo Kramer, the Assman!"
Jerry:
"Hmmm, Seven Costanza. Yep, I can see it now: Seven periods of school per day, seven beatings a day, seven stitches per beating, followed by seven years to life."
Elaine:
"I dont know how you guys walk around with those things."
George:
"The summer of George!!!"
Kenny Banya:
"Why do they call it Ovaltine? The mug is round. The jar is round. They should call it Roundtine. That's gold Jerry, gold!"
Jerry:
"That is one magic loogie!"
Kramer:
"Who doesn't want a Junior Mint? It's chocolate, it's mint, it's delicious!"
George:
"(to Newman who doesn't want to deliver mail on a rainy day) What about the mailman's creed?!?!? Whether rain nor sleet nor snow.... it's the FIRST ONE!!!"
Jerry:
"BUT I DON'T WANNA BE A PIRATE!"
Jerry:
"It must be comforting to know you'll be going straight to Hell at no less than three miles an hour."