Cecily: I am a Creative Strategist. I may not save lives, but I sure as hell guarantee the emotional wellbeing of aesthetes.
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Rahoul, on a female.
Rahoul: A female is in the place. She must be mounted.
Rahoul, the dragon.
Cecily: Annie may already be falling for you.
Rahoul: She has. What are you talking about? This is Rahoul; the dragon speaks, the lamb falls.
Two friends, on the conventional.
Arnaud: Who is Lina?
Cecily: A good friend of mine.
Arnaud: I have seen her in photographs. She is extraordinarily gorgeous. Is she weird, or desperately conventional?
Cecily, on a destructive kind of love.
Cecily: Just one day, I want to be on the train to Inverness and catch a man’s eye. We’d fall easily into a Lady Macbeth and Macbeth kind of love.
Two friends, waiting by the phone.
Cecily: You offended the hell out of her. Why do you think she is going to call you back?
Maurice: Because I believe in miracles.
Cecily, on Paris.
Cecily: Paris is not the city of lights, but the city of men. The streets crawl with both fine specimens of the race and skew-whiff tripod-like creatures, relentlessly parading through the streets with their cocks to the sky.
Cecily, on summer.
Cecily: I was romantically involved with four people over the summer. I enjoyed it. It went well with the weather and the food options.
Carlo, on love.
Carlo: Remember, if you think you are in love Cecily, a butterfly cannot suddenly turn into a snail.
Two friends, on an impending makeover.
Arnaud: I need you to give me a makeover.
Cecily: I am extremely expensive.
Arnaud: Perfect! I am very poor.
Cecily: I think we can come up with a solution. You be my Barbie doll. Do everything and wear everything I say. Then my services are free.
Arnaud: Deal.
Cecily: Beware, I used to pull the heads off Barbie dolls and cut their hair short, and once or twice I melted them in the microwave.
Arnaud: It all depends on the second Barbie doll you intend to melt me with.
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