“And you can call me Bertie. Unexpected use of Beatrice makes me think I'm in trouble.”

“Say ye love me.Even if its not true, let me keep th' words. -Nate to BertieTell me you love me, at least as much as you love him. -Ariel to Bertie”

“His tiny, naked butt disappeared into the stream as he cried, "Wheeeee! Balls out!"I think that's a rugby reference," Bertie said. "But don't quote me on that.”

“He pulled her close. “Someday, I will win your trust, and you will be the one to set me free. I know it.” “I won’t.” Bertie recoiled from both him and the assertion she would do such a thing. “Not ever.”Ariel made no move to touch her again, though his words were a caress. “Don’t make promises you won’t be able to keep.”

“You didn't just write the play, Bertie," Peaseblossom said suddenly. "You ordered the Players about, shouted, and threw an artistic hissy fit. Do you know what that makes you?" "A temperamental fusspot?" Mustardseed guessed. "Crazier than a bag full of crazy?" Moth said. "Close," Peaseblossom said. "It makes her a Director.”

“Bertie, the boys are trying to eat my boyfriend!' - Peaseblossom”

“There is a Beatrice who exists beyond the obligations of a daughter, outside the object of man's affections.”