We are not of what we feel or believe to do, we are of what we do or fail to do.

A lie is an affront to the soul, as well as an insult to the intelligence of the person to whom one lies.

It would have hurt no matter who took you the first time.

What hap­pens to me if this slip­per fits?" "I turn you into a hand­some frog.

God help me if I ever injure my back," Clayton quipped. "God help you if you ever turn it," Whitney snapped, "for there'll surely be some heartbroken papa or cuckolded husband ready with a knife--if I don't murder you first.

Whitney: You black-hearted, treacherous, conniving scoundrel. Clayton: Your flattery warms my heart

True beauty springs from the heart and dwells in the eyes.