Rose: Well, I shall not forthcome again.
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Cassandra: But dreams are like a drug: the magic doesn't last and then the pain is worse than knives.
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Cassandra: Still, better all that hurt than to have known no pain; learnt nothing.
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Thomas: It's good you're feeling so angry - harness the rage!
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Cassandra: I have put my own father back in prison.
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Cassandra: Father. 'Jacob Wrestling' was a wonderful, groundbreaking book. There was never going to be a sequel overnight!
James Mortmain: Meaning?
Cassandra: Meaning, it will come!
James Mortmain: How old are you?
Cassandra: Seventeen.
James Mortmain: And you still believe in fairy tales.
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Cassandra: Is that all you think you're worth?
Topaz Mortmain: It's what I have to make my mark.
Cassandra: You've made your mark with us! Thomas. And Rose. And me.
Topaz Mortmain: But I'm not your mother.
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Thomas: Don't worry. Rose is dabbling in the occult.
Topaz Mortmain: Oh. Well, full marks for enterprise.
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Cassandra: This is a crisis Simon, not a treat.
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Simon: You always were wise beyond your years.
Cassandra: No I wasn't. I used to be consciously naive.
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Cassandra: No towel in the world is worth marrying a bearded man you hate.
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Cassandra: I don't want to go through life like my mother, afraid that I'm not really loved, even if it meant I could go through life with you.
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Neil Cotton: Why are you all dressed in green?
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Cassandra: I said I would never fall in love; I said love was a murderous thing; And it is, and I'm floating on air.
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Cassandra: There is only one page left to write on. I will fill it with words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will love.
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Thomas: Don't worry, Topaz. Rose is dabbling in the occult.
Topaz Mortmain: Oh. Well, full marks for enterprise.
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Cassandra: I look a lot prettier when I'm not standing next to Rose.
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