“...she had grown up highly ornamental, but perfectly helpless and useless.”

“He was a little boy, and she was grown up. She huddled by the fire not daring to move, helpless and guilty, a big woman.”

“But the helmet had gold decoration, and the bespoke armorers had made a new gleaming breastplate with useless gold ornamentation on it. Sam Vimes felt like a class traitor every time he wore it. He hated being thought of as one of those people that wore stupid ornamental armor. It was gilt by association.”

“Besdies, to turn me ladylike might have rendered me useless and possibly ornamental.”

“I am a pretty, useless ornament who always believed she'd have a man to take care of her.”

“Alone, there is only the person inside. I've grown to like her better than the stuck-up husk of me. Alone, there is no perfect daughter, no gifted high school junior, no Kristina Georgia Snow. There is only Bree." (Ellen Hopkins)”