Josephine: You never told me how your parents met.
Will: They met at Auburn.
Josephine: What about the details? How they fell in love. The Circus. The War. You never told me any of that.
Will: That's because most of it never happened.
Josephine: But it's romantic.

Jenny: One day, Edward Bloom left, and never returned to the town he'd saved. As for the girl, the common belief was that she'd become a witch, and crazy at that. She became something of a legend herself. And the story ended where it began.
Will: Well, logically, you couldn't be the witch, because she was old when he was young.
Jenny: Well, it's logical if you think like your father. See, to him, there's only two women: your mother and everyone else... And one day I realized I was in love with a man who could never love me back. I was living in a fairy tale... I'm not sure I should have told you any of this... I wanted to be as important to him as you were, and I was never going to be. I was make-believe and... his other life, you, you were real.

Norther Winslow: I've been working on this poem for 12 years.
Edward: Really.
Norther Winslow: There's a lot of expectation. I don't want to disappoint my fans...The grass so green, Skies so blue, Spectre is really great!
Edward: It's only three lines long.
Norther Winslow: This is why you should never show a work in progress.

Edward: I just saw the woman I'm going to marry, I know it. But I lost her.
Amos: Oh, Tough break. Well, most men have to get married before they lose their wives.
Edward: I'm going to spend the rest of my life looking for her. That or die alone.
Amos: Damn, Kid!

There are some fish that cannot be caught. It's not that they're faster or stronger than other fish. They're just touched by something extra. Call it luck. Call it grace. One such fish was "The Beast".

Amos: Forget it Kid. Don't waste your time. She's out of your league.
Edward: What do you mean? You don't even know me.
Amos: Sure I do. You were hot shit back in Hickville, but here in the real world, you got squat. You don't have a plan. You don't have a job. You don't have anything except the clothes on your back... You were a big fish in a small pond, but this here is the ocean, and you're drowning. Take my advice and go back to Puddleville. You'll be happy there.

Man in crowd: Mayor, he ate an entire cornfield!
Young girl in crowd: He ate my dog!

Edward: You don't know me, but my name is Edward Bloom and I love you. I've spent the last three years working to find out who you are. I've been shot and stabbed and trampled a few times— I broke my ribs twice— but it's all been worth it to see you here, now, and to finally get to talk to you. Because I'm destined to marry you. I knew it the first moment I saw you at the circus. And I know it now more than ever.
Sandra: I'm sorry.
Edward: You don't have to apologize to me. I'm the luckiest person you'll find today.
Sandra: No, I'm sorry. I'm engaged to be married. But you're wrong. I do know you. At least by reputation. Edward Bloom from Ashton. See, I'm actually engaged to a boy from Ashton. Don Price. He was a few years older than you.
Edward: Well... congratulations. I'm sorry to have bothered you...

What I recalled of Sunday School was that the more difficult something became, the more rewarding it was in the end.

Mayor: Son that creature could crush you without trying.
Edward: Oh trust me— he'll have to try.

Edward: Will never told you?... Ah, Probably just as well. He would have told it wrong anyway. All the facts and none of the flavor.
Josephine: Oh... so this is a tall tale?
Edward: Well, it's not a short one.

Karl: I don't want to eat anybody. I just get so hungry. I'm just too big.
Edward: Did you ever think maybe you're not too big— but, maybe this town's just too small?

Armed with the foreknowledge of my own death, I knew the giant couldn't kill me. All the same, I preferred to keep my bones unbroken.

The biggest fish in the river gets that way by never being caught.

Beamen: You won't find a better place!
Edward: I don't expect to.
Jenny: Promise me you'll come back.
Edward: I promise. Someday. When I'm really supposed to.