“Reformed rakes make the best husbands,"Violet said.
"Rubbish and you know it."

-Anthony to Violet”

“That dangerous but too commonly received notion, that a reformed rake makes the best husband.”

“Anthony sneezed and pushed them aside. "Mother, I am trying to have a conversation with the duke."

Violet looked at Simon. "Do you want to have this conversation with my son?"

"Not particularly."

"Fine, then. Anthony, be quiet.”

“Violets! — deep-blue violets!
April's loveliest coronets!
There are no flowers grow in the vale,
Kiss'd by the dew, wooed by the gale, —
None by the dew of the twilight wet,
So sweet as the deep-blue violet!”

“The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.”

“If you're going to make rubbish, be the best rubbish in it.”

“Mother,” Hyacinth said with a great show of solicitude,
“you know I love you dearly—”
“Why is it,” Violet pondered, “that I have come to expect
nothing good when I hear a sentence beginning in
that manner?”

“Roses are red, violets are blue, I have five fingers, the middle one is for you.”

“Violet said…"We've never known anyone who could remain so cheerful, no matter what terrible things occurred.”

“Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.”