Pauline Parker: Oh, I wish James Mason would do a religious picture! He'd be perfect as Jesus! Juliet Hulme: Daddy says the Bible's a load of bunkum! Pauline Parker: But we're all going to heaven? Juliet Hulme: I'M not! I'M going to The Fourth World....
The novel cannot submit to authority.
Educated men are so impressive!
Parting is such sweet sorrow
They are but beggars that can count their worth.
I never thought I'd be right to play a Juliet-like character.
Juliet: I look quite pretty.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
These violent delights have violent ends.
Out, you tallow-face! You baggage!
For doting, not for loving, pupil mine.
Danger sweetens the brew. Makes it more delicious.
Juliet Hulme: Stick it up your bottom!
How much easier it is to be poor than rich.
I know Verona as I do my own body.
Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.
true apothecary thy drugs art quick
La vida es mi tortura y la muerte será mi descanso.
A peevish self-willed harlotry it is. *She’s a stubborn little brat.*
These times of woe afford no time to woo.
I am such a diehard romantic. I guess a part of me thinks I am Juliet.
