The unconscious thinks in terms of structure and significance, making connections that our waking minds are unable to replicate. When we read or hear something, we comprehend only its content and, especially with the male inclination to vivisect meaning purely through brute logic, ignore most of the ways our unconscious interprets the same data. This is where the power of quotes lie.
The idea came to me first within the realm of writing. Often time’s writers will quote another source to give their own ideas more depth. If you quote Sun Tzu, you capture not only the content of his quote, but the entire “aura” of his work. If you quote Tyler Durden, you capture not only the ostensible meaning of his words, but all the connotations of Fightclub. In movies they do it all the time. Contemporary business movies will quote Wall Street, legal dramas will quote Socrates, and love stories will quote Shakespeare.
I imagine guys do it all the time among themselves. I find myself often quoting The God Father or Scarface when hanging out with friends, but the impact is so much more pronounced with girls. Their capacity to cognize the deeper meanings of statements is so much greater than that of a guy, and the impression made on them is so much more permanent. It’s almost moveiesque, and gives off that perfect-romantic-fantasy-vibe they yearn so ambitiously.
They don’t have to be long and convoluted quotes, just simple ones stated casually. You don’t want to over do it and give off a try-hard vibe, nor do you want to look like you speak only in lyrics and sit at home memorizing lines to repeat in rote dictation. For instance:
Girlfriend: “Why are you working another all-nighter?”
You: “Wish I could take a break, but no rest for the wicked”
Use lines from her own favorite movies, and never point attention to them. Weave them into the fabric of your conversations.
While convoluted quotes typically don’t work well, I HAVE seen them result in doused pants. At a hookah lounge once the topic of “fire vs ice” came up (don’t ask) and someone recited the titled Robert Frost poem. The girls were charmed, at least sufficiently so that the man responsible took one of them home.