“The death of a beautiful woman is, unquestionably, the most poetical topic in the world.”
“She’s beautiful—broken and battered, still the most beautiful woman in the world to me—the only woman in the world for me.”
“The most poetical thing in the world is not being sick.”
“She was the most beautiful woman in the world. If she was alive I'd probably be a better person.”
“French is the most beautiful,” he said, “and Italian is the most poetic, and Russian the most powerful, German the most solid. But more business is done in English than in any other.”
“How could someone care if she were the most beautiful woman in the world or not. What difference could it have made if you were only the third most beautiful. Or the sixth.”