"The hills are alive with the sound of music, with songs they have sung for a thousand years. The hills fill my heart with the sound of music. My heart wants to sing every song it hears."

"My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise from the lake to the trees. My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies from a church on a breeze."

"To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over stones on its way, to sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray."

"I go to the hills when my heart is lonely. I know I will hear what I've heard before. My heart will be blessed with the sound of music, and I'll sing once more."

"Reverend Mother. I simply cannot find her. She's missing from the abbey again."

"We should've put a cowbell around her neck."

"Have you tried the barn? You know how much she adores the animals."

"Sister, considering it's Maria... I suggest you look in someplace unusual."

"I always try to keep faith in my doubts, Sister Berthe."

"After all, the wool of a black sheep is just as warm."

"She's a wonderful girl, some of the time."

"It's very easy to like Maria... except when it's difficult."

"Oh, I love her very dearly. But she always seems to be in trouble, doesn't she?"

"She climbs a tree and scrapes her knee, her dress has got a tear. She waltzes on her way to Mass and whistles on the stair."

"And underneath her wimple, she has curlers in her hair. I've even heard her singing in the abbey."

"She's always late for chapel, but her penitence is real. She's always late for everything, except for every meal."

"I hate to have to say it, but I very firmly feel: Maria's not an asset to the abbey."

"I'd like to say a word in her behalf. Maria makes me laugh."

"How do you solve a problem like Maria? How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?"

"How do you find a word that means Maria? A flibbertigibbet! A will-o'-the-wisp! A clown!"

"Many a thing you know you'd like to tell her, many a thing she ought to understand. But how do you make her stay and listen to all you say? How do you keep a wave upon the sand?"

"How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?"

"When I'm with her I'm confused, out of focus and bemused, and I never know exactly where I am."

"Unpredictable as weather, she's as flighty as a feather. She's a darling! She's a demon! She's a lamb!"

"She'll out-pester any pest, drive a hornet from its nest. She could throw a whirling dervish out of whirl."

"She is gentle! She is wild! She's a riddle! She's a child! She's a headache! She's an angel! She's a girl!"

"You know how Sister Berthe always makes me kiss the floor after we've had a disagreement? Well, lately I've taken to kissing the floor whenever I see her coming, just to save time."

"I can't seem to stop singing wherever I am. And what's worse, I can't seem to stop saying things - anything and everything I think and feel."

"Some people would call that honesty."

"Oh, but it's terrible, Reverend Mother."

"Maria, these walls were not meant to shut out problems. You have to face them. You have to live the life you were born to live."

"When the Lord closes a door, somewhere He opens a window."

"What will this day be like, I wonder. What will my future be, I wonder. It could be so exciting, to be out in the world, to be free!"

"My heart should be wildly rejoicing. Oh, what's the matter with me? I've always longed for adventure, to do the things I've never dared."

"A captain with seven children. What's so fearsome about that? Oh, I must stop these doubts, all these worries. If I don't I just know I'll turn back!"

"I have confidence they'll put me to the test. But I'll make them see I have confidence in me."

"I have confidence in sunshine, I have confidence in rain. I have confidence that spring will come again. Besides what you see, I have confidence in me."

"Strength doesn't lie in numbers. Strength doesn't lie in wealth. Strength lies in nights of peaceful slumbers."

"I have confidence in confidence alone. Besides which you see, I have confidence in me!"

"You are the twelfth in a long line of governesses who have come here to look after my children since their mother died. I trust you will be an improvement on the last one. She stayed only two hours."

"It's the dress. You'll have to put on another one before you meet the children."

"But I don't have another one. When we entered the abbey our worldly clothes were given to the poor."

"What about this one?"

"The poor didn't want this one."

"Now, when I want you, this is what you will hear."

"Oh, no, sir. I'm sorry, sir. I could never answer to a whistle. Whistles are for dogs and cats and other animals, but not for children and definitely not for me. It would be too... humiliating."

"Fraulein, were you this much trouble at the Abbey?"

"Oh, much more, sir."

"Excuse me, sir. I don't know your signal."

"You may call me... Captain."

"I'm Liesl. I'm 16 years old and I don't need a governess."

"I'm Friedrich. I'm 14. I'm impossible!"

"Really? Who told you that, Friedrich?"

"Fraulein Josephine, four governesses ago."

"I'm Brigitta, she's Louisa. She's thirteen years old, and you're smart! I'm ten, and I think your dress is the ugliest one I ever saw!"

"I'm Kurt. I'm incorrigible."

"What's... incorrigible?"

"I think it means you want to be treated like a boy."

"I'm Marta, and I'm going to be seven on Tuesday. And I'd like a pink parasol."

"Gretl, what happened to your finger?"

"It got caught."

"Caught in what?"

"Friedrich's teeth."

"The Von Trapp children don't play. They march."

"Fraulein, is it to be at every meal, or merely at dinnertime, that you intend leading us all through this rare and wonderful new world of... indigestion?"

"Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens, brown paper packages tied up with strings - these are a few of my favorite things."

"Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels, doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles, wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings - these are a few of my favorite things."

"Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes, snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes, silver-white winters that melt into springs - these are a few of my favorite things."

"When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling sad, I simply remember my favorite things, and then I don't feel so bad."

"Let's start at the very beginning, a very good place to start. When you read you begin with A-B-C, when you sing you begin with Do-Re-Mi."

"Do, a deer, a female deer. Re, a drop of golden sun. Mi, a name I call myself. Fa, a long, long way to run."

"So, a needle pulling thread. La, a note to follow So. Ti, a drink with jam and bread. That will bring us back to Do."

"Is it possible - or could I have just imagined it - have my children by any chance been climbing trees today?"

"Yes, Captain."

"And where, may I ask, did they get these... ummm..."

"Play clothes."

"I made them. From the drapes that used to hang in my bedroom."

"Drapes?"

"Do you mean to tell me that my children have been roaming about Salzburg dressed up in nothing but some old drapes?"

"And having a marvelous time!"

"You are sixteen going on seventeen, baby, it's time to think. Better beware, be canny and careful, baby, you're on the brink."

"You are sixteen going on seventeen, fellows will fall in line. Eager young lads and roués and cads will offer you food and wine."

"Totally unprepared are you to face a world of men. Timid and shy and scared are you of things beyond your ken."

"I am seventeen going on eighteen, I'll take care of you."

"I am sixteen going on seventeen, I know that I'm naïve. Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet, and willingly I believe."

"I am sixteen going on seventeen, innocent as a rose. Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies, what do I know of those?"

"You are seventeen going on eighteen, I'll depend on you."