But in that moment she realized how false most smiles were and what a tremendous waste of time.

It is a truth universally acknowledge that there will always be a gentleman to dance with, except at just the moment when you require one most.

It is easy to forget now, how effervescent and free we all felt that summer.

Gossip is just a tool to distract people who have nothing better to do from feeling jealous of those few of us still remaining with noble hearts.

After Henry's treatment of her she wasn't sure that men could honestly love women but she wanted to believe it. She wanted to be told pretty things and for the frightening clip of her heart to slow to something more reasonable.

It's the craziest thing, but I can't stop thinking about you.

She should have know that villains often come with pretty faces.