Cyrano de Bergerac Quotes

  • Roxane: Speak. I'll listen.

    Christian: I love you.

    Roxane: Yes, talk to me of love.

    Christian: I love you.

    Roxane: That's your theme. Embroider it. Embroider it. Embroider it!

    Christian: I love you so much.

    Roxane: Yes. And then?

    Christian: And then... I'd love you to love me. Tell me you love me.

    Roxane: You give me milk instead of cream. Say how you love me.

    Christian: I love you... so much!

    Roxane: Unravel your feelings!

    Christian: Your throat! I want to kiss it!

    Roxane: Christian!

    Christian: I love you.

    Roxane: Again?

    Christian: No... I don't love you.

    Roxane: That's better.

    Christian: I worship you.

    Roxane: Oh no.

  • Cyrano: My nose precedes me by fifteen minutes.

  • Cyrano: My dear love, I never loved you!

  • Cyrano: I made a mess of everything, even my death.

  • Cyrano: My life's work has been to prompt others and be forgotten. Remember that night when Christian came to your balcony? That moment sums up my life. While I was below in the shadows, others climbed up to kiss the sweet rose.

  • Cyrano: And tonight when I, at last, God behold, my salute will sweep his blue threshhold with something spotless. A diamond in the ash which I take in spite of you; and that is my panache.

  • Cyrano: I say as death has me in his hooks, Moliere' has genius and Christian had good looks.

  • Cyrano: In a poets pocket you often find the product of an active imagination.

  • Christian: I'm tired of being my own rival.

  • Roxane: 100 men... what courage!

    Cyrano: Oh, I have been braver since then.

  • Comte De Guiche: Sir, have you read Don Quixote?

    Cyrano: I've practically lived it!

  • Cyrano: Lug your guts away, salami, or stay and I'll remove you slice by slice!

  • Cyrano: I wish to see the stage cured of this affliction... and here is the lancet!

  • [first lines]

    Man at Theatre: Fifteen sous! I get in free.

  • Ragueneau: No Cyrano. I lose my bet.

    Le Bret: So much the better.

    Audience: Montfleury! Montfleury!

    Montfleury: Happy he... who far from court and city... Ah, how good... breathes the essence of the vernal wood, And who, when the breeze sings melodies...

    Cyrano: Rogue! Didn't I order you off for a month?

    Montfleury: What? Who's that?

    Le Bret: Cyrano!

    Ragueneau: I win!

    Cyrano: King of fools. Off the stage!

    Montfleury: Monsieur...

  • Cyrano: I'm losing my temper.

    Montfleury: Help me gentlemen.

  • Cyrano: Discontinue, unless he needs disembowelling! Off with him!

    Le Bret: Monsieur...

  • Cyrano: So, perhaps, after all, happiness...

    Roxane: What?

    Cyrano: Listen, Roxanne... I want to...

    Roxane: Christian!

  • Cyrano: I'm in love... but it was meant to be! The finest-looking one there is! I feel triumphant... forgetful... and I suddenly see the side of my face shaded off the garden wall.

  • [last lines]

    Cyrano: You take everything... The laurel and the rose too! Go on, take them! But, in spite of you one thing goes with me now. And tonight, when I at last God behold my salute will sweep his blue threshold with something spotless, a diamond in the ash... which I take in spite of you and that's... My panache.

  • Roxane: Far from this world of brutal lies is a land for lovers who despise violence, weeping for the lost and lonely. A land for lovers, for lovers only.

  • Roxane: Why keep your silence for so long when all the time the tears on the letter were yours?

    Cyrano: The blood was his.

  • Cyrano: I told her everything

    [he hasn't]

    Cyrano: , it's you she loves.

    [Christian dies]