"You're serving us gruel?" "Not quite. This is Krusty brand imitation gruel. Nine out of ten orphans can't tell the difference."

Wow, what an ending! Who would have though Darth Vader was Luke Skywalker's father?

If he marries your mother, Marge, we'll be brother and sister! And then our kids, they'll be horrible freaks with pink skin, no overbites, and five fingers on each hand!

I don't want you playing with something that has such bizarre hair. Awful, awful hair.

"I hate those Shelbyville jerks!" "Honey, I was born in Shelbyville." "And it tears me up inside!"

Only who can prevent forest fires? You pressed "you," referring to me. That is incorrect. The correct answer is you.

Hello, my name is Mr. Snrub, and I come from... some place far away. Yes, that'll do.

"That's it, little girl! You've saved Itchy and Scratchy!" "Please sign these papers indicating that you did not save Itchy and Scratchy."

🎶 Nacho, nacho man! I want to be a nacho man. 🎶

Ooh, a head bag! Those are chock-full of... heady goodness.

I wash myself with a rag on a stick.

Disingenuous mountebanks with their subliminal chicanery! A pox on them!

Milhouse, give him back his soul. I've got work tomorrow.

When I grow up, I'm going to Bovine University!

"Are you guys talking about the west side!?" "No, Cookie. I swear it. I'm scared of you."

"What town did we just crush?" "Shelbyville." "YAY!"

When you get to be our age, you'll learn a few things. Like when a sign says "Do not feed the bears," man, you'd better not feed the bears.

"Supper time, boys!" "Oh, boy! Liver!" "Iron helps us play."