Courtney: Let me talk you through it. Blurred background, aah, fast-paced city. And you, naked with nothing but your ideas.
Carrie: I get it. But, see, no matter how fast paced the city, I always manage to get my clothes on before I leave the apartment.
Samantha: I will not be judged by you or society. I will wear whatever—and blow whomever—I want as long as I can breathe and kneel!
Charlotte: What kind of diet book are you looking for?
Miranda: I don't know. Something with a title like 'How to Lose That Baby Fat by Sitting On Your Ass.'
Stanford: Before I tell you, you have to promise not to judge.
Carrie: Do I judge?
Stanford: We all judge. That's our hobby. Some people do arts and crafts; we judge.