“I'm done being the damsel in distress. I don't need anyone to save me.”

“This isn't a romance. You're not a damsel in distress and I'm not the handsome prince come to save you.”

“I don't damsel well. Distress, I can do. Damseling? Not so much.”

“Penelope glared at her, “Madame said that men love damsels in distress. She failed to point out that damsels in distress look wretched, miserable and downright horrid.”“Men do love damsels in distress. We simply need to look lovely while fighting mortal peril.”

“What happened to the days of the hero rescuing the damsel in distress?" Not that I could envisage Heather as a damsel in distress."Those days are long gone, Brendan. Nowadays, the damsel takes care of herself, and on occasion she might even rescue the hero, if she feels he deserves it.""I'm screwed, then.”

“I'd never been a good damsel in distress. I was a "hands-on" damsel.”