We oft know little of who we were, only something of who we are, and nothing of who we may be.

The ugliest thing in the world is a beautiful woman without the brains or courage to know that [beauty] is nothing more than an accident.

There's nothing weak about beauty, child. The only weakness in it is if you think it means anything important.

Everything is funny from some angle, I assure you it is. It's just a matter of where you're standing.

...but hope seduces like a silver tongue, double-edged like a dagger that cuts both ways.

We oft know little of who we were, only something of who we are, and nothing of who we may be.