Clarissa Marr: [Introducing herself to Heter] I'm Clarissa.
[Offerin her a piece of candy]
Clarissa Marr: Would you have a sugar vixen?
Hesther Shaw: No, thank you. I don't care for sugary things.

Clarissa Marr: [to Peter] We've only had one month together. Not much in a lifetime.

Hesther Shaw: [to Peter] All of us women are very much the same, you know.
[Gesturing toward a statue]
Hesther Shaw: None of us should be put on pedestals.

Hesther Shaw: You say you love her, wll, so do I him, and if anyone comes between, so much the worse. I've no quarrel with thosethat don't interfere, but if you love her, keep her from getting in my way.
Peter Rokeby: Pretty speech but dead in character. For once you've spoken the truth. my dear, I do believe you'd stop at nothing
Hesther Shaw: Then remember it!
Peter Rokeby: There's one factor you've overlooked... me! You see, I'm not a gentleman. I swear but that if she comes to harm through you, I'd break that lovely little neck of yours with less regret than I'd stamp on a snake.
[He bitch-slaps her]

Lord Rohan: [after Hesther bites him. Aroused with excitement] I never thought I'd find a woman with a spirit as willful as mine. You take what you want and the devil with the consequences. So do I!

Lord Rohan: [referring to Clarissa] If she likes mud, let her sink in it!

Lord Rohan: Who dishonors us, dies!