The Prince found Buttercup waiting unhappily outside his chamber doors. It's my letter,' she began. 'I cannot make it right.' Come in,… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
Westley: Hear this now: I will always come for you. Buttercup: But how can you be sure? Westley: This is true love-you… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
I suppose I was dying again, so I asked the Lord of Permanent Affection for the strength to live the day. Clearly,… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
I must be overtired', Buttercup managed. 'The excitement and all.' 'Rest then', her mother cautioned. 'Terrible things can happen when you're overtired.… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
Enough about my beauty," Buttercup said. "Everybody always talks about how beautiful I am. I've got a mind, Westley. Talk about that. — William Goldman Copy Share Image
The tears that kept Buttercup company the remainder of the day were not at all like those that had blinded her into… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
I love you,” Buttercup said. “I know this must come as something of a surprise, since all I’ve ever done is scorn… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches! If… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
Everyone had told her, since she became a princess-in-training, that she was very likely the most beautiful woman in the world. Now… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
“The dweam of wuv wapped wiffin the gweater dweam of everwasting west. Eternity is our fwiend, wemember that, and wuv wiw fowwow… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
“There is no room in my body for anything but you. My arms love you, my ears adore you, my knees shake… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
The first morning after Westley's departure, Buttercup thought she was entitled to do nothing more than sit around moping and feeling sorry… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
Buttercup's mother hesitated, then put her stew spoon down. (This was after stew, but so is everything. When the first man first… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
you were already more beautiful than anything I dared to dream. In our years apart, my imaginings did their best to improve… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
But just as he knew the sun was obliged to rise each morning in the east, no matter how much a western… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
I am your Prince and you will marry me," Humperdinck said. Buttercup whispered, "I am your servant and I refuse." "I am… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
And what have I done?" What? WHAT?...You've stolen them." With that, Cornelia fled, but Buttercup understood; she knew who "them" was. The… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
While he was watching the ships, Buttercup shoved him with all her strength remaining. Down went the man in black. "You can… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
When I left you, you were already more beautiful than anything I dared to dream. In our years apart, my imaginings did… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
Buttercup's mother whirled on him. 'Did you forget to pay your taxes?' (This was after taxes. But everything is after taxes. Taxes… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
Flailing and thrashing, Buttercup wept and tossed and paced and wept some more, and there have been three great cases of jealousy… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
“Buttercup dried her tears and began to smile. She took a deep breath, heaved a sigh. It was all part of growing… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
“INIGO WAS IN Despair. Hard to find on the map (this was after maps) not because cartographers didn't know of its existence, but because… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
You're alive!" Fezzik cried. The man in black sat immobile, like a ventriloquist's dummy, just his mouth moving. "That is perhaps the most childishly… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
“You thought I was answering "As you wish" but that's only because you were hearing wrong. "I love you" was what it was, but… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
One way an author dies a little each day is when his books go out of print. — William Goldman Copy Share Image
“And when she at last came out, her eyes were dry. Her parents stared up from their silent breakfast at her. They both started… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
“any experience is profitable if you allow it to be, all actions are profitable, no matter how badly you may suffer from them.” — William Goldman Copy Share Image
“Buttercup could picture Westley rounding the final corner. There were four guards outside waiting. At ten seconds per guard, she began figuring, but then… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
“Well, you haven’t once said you loved me.’ ‘That’s all you need? Easy. I love you. Okay? Want it louder? I love you. Spell… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
You think this is a trap then?" the Count asked. "I always think everything is a trap until proven otherwise," the Prince answered. "Which… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
