Travis Bickle: Thank God for the rain to wash the trash off the sidewalk.
Travis Bickle: Loneliness has been following me my whole life.
Travis Bickle: An idea has been growing in my head for some time now: TRUE force. All the king’s men cannot put it back together again.
Travis Bickle: You’re only as healthy as you feel.
Travis Bickle: One of these days I gotta get myself organizized.
Betsy: Organizized? Don’t you mean organized?
Travis: No, organizized.
Betsy: Oh, like that sign that says “Thimk.”
Travis Bickle: I think someone should just take this city and just…just flush it down the toilet.
Travis Bickle: The days go on and on… they don’t end. All my life needed was a sense of some place to go. I don’t believe that one should devote his life to morbid self-attention, I believe that one should become a person like other people.
Travis Bickle: Someday a real rain will come and wipe this scum off the streets.
Wizard: You get a job. You become the job.
Travis Bickle: Now I see this clearly. My whole life is pointed in one direction. There never has been a choice for me.
Travis Bickle: I got some bad ideas in my head.
Travis Bickle: Are you talking to me? NO, are you talking to me?
Senator Charles Palantine: We meet at a crossroads in history. No longer will the wrong roads be taken.