Henceforth, whenever we are threatened with being cast adrift upon love’s transcendent, golden shore, I want you to slap my face.

You have no idea of what you are doing to me,” he warned.
She smiled. “Are you trying to frighten me? Because it is not working.”
“No, I can see that. Just as well because it is too late.”
“For you or for me?”
“For me,” he said. “I am lost.”
“That makes two of us.”
“Then I am not lost, after all. You have found me.

The dangerous plant did not flower in every generation, they said.

When you are rich and powerful, no one will challenge you to your face or give you a chance to explain yourself. All the whispers are behind your back. You are left with no means of clearing your own name. And after a while you realize there is no point in even attempting to do so. No one wants the truth. All anyone wants is the chance to add more fuel to the fires of gossip. The whispers become so loud that sometimes you think you will drown in them.

A lady can always find the appropriate words for any occasion - Aunt Horatia

Let me tell ya. You gotta pay attention to signs. When life reaches out with a moment like this it's a sin if you don't reach back... I'm telling you.