Now leave me. I wish to masturbate. You can tell everyone I said that.[to Angela]
Not only did I rescue it from a scarecrow, I’m talking to it. All rumours of my disintegration confirmed.[about her father’s old jacket]
It’s all just a bit of fun, isn’t it? Men. Husbands, sex. Mistresses. Deceit. Succession. It’s currency. That’s all we are. I like nice things that are simple, ordinary. But things that are real.[to Maggie]
It does feel good sometimes to be cheered. It can be a comfort.
I’m prepared for my future as a face on a coin to be passed from hand to hand.
I’m a magnet for madness. Other people’s madness.
I missed your soufflé. It would’ve only been wasted on me, anyway.[to Darren]
I don’t want anyone to die for me.[to Gregory]
I don’t think of myself as royalty. No. First and foremost, I’m a wife and a mother. That’s what’s most important to me.
Everything looks different. Except the scarecrow.
