“One mustn't dream of one's future; one must earn it.”
“But, reverend master, it is not sufficient to pass one's life, one must earn the means for life.”
“Mmm, being irresistibly likeable is such a trial,' she drawled in an impeccable aristocratic whine. 'One is constantly in demand, but one must do one's duty, mustn't one, dear chap? Noblesse oblige and all that...”
“For the moment, I’m just Daire—a girl straddling two bloodlines. One I was given—one I must earn.”
“One must plan for the future and anticipate the future without fearing the future.”
“Sorry, my dear, one mustn't be bohemian!”