“Ladies and...ladies" Luc said "since the sexual harassment has already started I assume you've recognized that we have a special guest.”

“Everything's already been said, but since nobody was listening, we have to start again.”

“Has everyone gone mad?” “Everyone was mad already, my lady,” Cadrach said with a strange, sorrowful smile. “It is merely that the times have brought it out in them.”

“LADY CROOM: You have been reading too many novels by Mrs Radcliffe, that is my opinion. This is a garden for The Castle of Otranto or The Mysteries of Udolpho --CHATER: The Castle of Otranto, my lady, is by Horace Walpole.NOAKES: (Thrilled) Mr Walpole the gardener?!LADY CROOM: Mr Chater, you are a welcome guest at Sidley Park but while you are one, The Castle of Otranto was written by whomsoever I say it was, otherwise what is the point of being a guest or having one?”

“Lady Queen," he said, "You've given me all I want. You're the queen a librarian dreams of.”

“This civilization was doomed to perish since the beginning,due to the EGO oriented manifestations,all this time we have been trying to be the man or the lady we see in the mirror instead of the lady or man in the mirror becomes us . Isbel”