“Sir, could I trouble you for a kiss?”

“I pray you, magnificent Sir, do not trouble yourself to return to us, but await our coming to you.”

“Do you have any trouble sleeping at night? [Reply] No, sir. I sleep very well.”

“You intend to kiss me and yet you are going to all this damn trouble about it.”

“I could not remember my first kiss, but I could have told you Charlotte would be my last.”

“Sir, more than kisses, letters mingle souls;
For, thus friends absent speak.”

“No, sir. Go to hell sir. It's the best I can do for you sir.”

“and then you stopped. And looked at me. And I knew then exactly what was going to happen. You kissed me, yes. But it was not just goodnight. Even then, I could feel the promise in it. The promise that you would kiss me just like that, forever.”

“Not a frog, I hope?” he asked…She shook her head. “No. And if it was I wouldn’t kiss it, I promise you. I might kiss a prince if I could be sure he’d turn into a frog, but not the other way around.”

“Travel, trouble, music, art, a kiss, a frock, a rhyme --
I never said they feed my heart, but still they pass my time.”