I'm quite charming in both of them.
CECELIA: Glad you're coming out?
ROSALIND: Yes; aren't you?
CECELIA: (Cynically) You're glad so you can get married and live on Long Island with the _fast younger married set_.

You want life to be a chain of flirtation with a man for every link.
ROSALIND: _Want_ it to be one! You mean I've _found_ it one.
CECELIA: Ha! ROSALIND: Cecelia, darling, you don't know what a trial it is to be--like me.

I've got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me.

If I laugh hard from a front row in the theatre, the comedian plays to me for the rest of the evening.

If I drop my voice, my eyes, my handkerchief at a dance, my partner calls me up on the 'phone every day for a week.
CECELIA: It must be an awful strain.
ROSALIND: The unfortunate part is that the only men who interest me at all are the totally ineligible ones.