“The only reason I'm friends with any of you is because I outgrew the von Trapps, one annoying Austrian at a time.”

“One o' these days, lass, I'm goin' t' still that mouth o' yers. - Nate”

“This is a theater," Bertie, annoyed by the inquisition, dropped him onto stage. Several feet of slack cable landed atop the fairy in a slithering heap."Oh!" Peaseblossom said. "You've buried him alive!”

“I know I'm supposed to be the new Mistress of Revels! But that doesn't mean I have pockets full of muffins!”

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

“Mustardseed grinned at Bertie. "I was never any good at geometry, but you’re stuck in a love triangle, aren’t you?""Shut up," she ordered even as Moth asked, "But what if there were four of them?""That’s a love rectangle, and five people would be a love pentagon.""And what are six people in love?" Cobweb demanded.Mustardseed thought it over a moment. "Manslaughter, I suppose.”

“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.”