Mr. Banks: It's grand to be an Englishman in 1910 / King Edward's on the throne; it's the age of men!

[Mary Poppins measures herself with her tape measure and reads what it says.]
Mary Poppins: Just as I thought. "Mary Poppins, pratically perfectly in every way."

Mary Poppins: In every job that must be done, there is an element of fun. You find the fun and - SNAP - the job's a game!

Mr. Banks: It's 6:03 and the heirs to my dominion are scrubbed and tubbed and adequately fed. And so I'll pat them on the head and send them off to bed. Ah, lordly is the life I lead.

Mrs. Banks: As a matter of fact, since you hired Mary Poppins, the most extraordinary things seem to have come over the household.
Mr. Banks: Is that so.
Mrs. Banks: Take Ellen for instance. She hasn't broken a dish all morning!
Mr. Banks: Really. Well, that is extraordinary.

Mr. Banks: Just a moment, Mary Poppins. What is the meaning of this outrage?!
Mary Poppins: I beg your pardon?
Mr. Banks: Will you be good enough to explain all this?!
Mary Poppins: First of all I would like to make one thing perfectly clear.
Mr. Banks: Yes?
Mary Poppins: I never explain anything.

Mrs. Banks: Though we adore men individually, we agree that as a group they're rather stupid.

George Banks: Kindly do not attempt to cloud the issue with facts.

Mary Poppins: Close your mouth, please, Michael, we are not a codfish.

Mary Poppins: Of course, you can say it backwards, which is dociousaliexpilisticfragicalirupus, but that's going a bit too far, don't you think?
Bert: Indubitably.

Mary Poppins: Practically perfect people never permit sentiment to muddle their thinking.