A coming-of-age story about a teenage girl in 1960s suburban London, and how her life changes with the arrival of a playboy nearly twice her age.

Headmistress: Nobody does anything worth doing without a degree.
Jenny: Nobody does anything worth doing WITH a degree. No woman anyway.
Headmistress: So what I do isn't worth doing? Or what Miss Stubbs does, or Mrs. Wilson, or any of us here? Because none of us would be here without a degree. You do realize that, don't you? And yes, of course studying is hard and boring...
Jenny: Boring!
Headmistress: I'm sorry?
Jenny: Studying is hard and boring. Teaching is hard and boring. So, what you're telling me is to be bored, and then bored, and finally bored again, but this time for the rest of my life? This whole stupid country is bored! There's no life in it, or color, or fun! It's probably just as well the Russians are going to drop a nuclear bomb on us any day now. So my choice is to do something hard and boring, or to marry my... Jew, and go to Paris and Rome and listen to jazz, and read, and eat good food in nice restaurants, and have fun! It's not enough to educate us anymore Ms. Walters. You've got to tell us why you're doing it.
Jenny: If you never do anything, you never become anyone.
[from trailer]
Miss Stubbs: You seem to be old and wise.
Jenny: I feel old. But not very wise.
Jenny: The life I want, there is no shortcut.
Jenny: I don't want to lose my virginity to a piece of fruit.
Jack: We have to have this out. Well, if you won't do it, I will. I'm still your father.
Jenny: You're my father again now, are you? And what were you when you encouraged me to throw my life away? Silly schoolgirls are always getting seduced by glamorous older men, but what about you two?
Jenny: [Jenny's thoughts on sex ] It's funny though, isn't it? All that poetry and all those songs, about something that lasts no time at all.
Headmistress: He's a Jew? You're aware, I take it, that the Jews killed our Lord?
Jenny: And you're aware, I suppose, that our Lord was Jewish?
Jack: Knowing a famous author is better than becoming one. It shows you're connected.
Jenny: If people die the moment that they graduate, then surely it's the things we do beforehand that count.
Jenny: [Reading from envelopes she found in David's car] Mr. and Mrs. David Goldman. Mr. and Mrs. David Goldman. Mr. and Mrs. David- you're married!
David: Legally yes, but...
Jenny: When were you going to tell me?
David: Soon, it just never seemed like the right time. You seemed so happy, and I was happy...
Jenny: You were living with your wife all this time, around the corner! Byron Avenue. It's no wonder we kept bumping into each other, is it? What number?
David: 34. Don't be like this, come on.
Jenny: I have nothing. I didn't take my exams. I... I left school. Where's it all gone now?
Headmistress: [On Jenny's career opportunities] It doesn't have to be teaching. There's always the Civil Service.
[last lines]
Jenny: One of the boys I dated, and they were boys, suggested that we go to Paris and I said I'd always wanted to see Paris. As if I'd never been!
Helen: Someone told me that in about 50 years, no one will speak Latin, probably. Not even Latin people.
David: Do you go to concerts?
Jenny: No. We don't believe in concerts.
David: Oh, I assure you, they're real.
[first lines]
Miss Stubbs: Come on, girls. Anybody?
[pauses]
Miss Stubbs: Anybody else?
[pauses]
Miss Stubbs: Jenny again.
Jenny: Isn't it because Mr. Rochester's blind?
Miss Stubbs: Yes, Jenny.