Now--if I were poor I'd go on the stage.
CECELIA: Yes, you might as well get paid for the amount of acting you do.
ROSALIND: Sometimes when I've felt particularly radiant I've thought, why should this be wasted on one man?
CECELIA: Often when you're particularly sulky, I've wondered why it should all be wasted on just one family.

(Getting up.) I think I'll go down and meet Mr.Amory Blaine.

I like temperamental men.
ROSALIND: There aren't any.

Men don't know how to be really angry or really happy--and the ones that do, go to pieces.
CECELIA: Well, I'm glad I don't have all your worries.

I'm engaged.
ROSALIND: (With a scornful smile) Engaged?
Why, you little lunatic! If mother heard you talking like that she'd send you off to boarding-school, where you belong.
CECELIA: You won't tell her, though, because I know things I could tell--and you're too selfish! ROSALIND: (A little annoyed) Run along, little girl! Who are you engaged to, the iceman?
the man that keeps the candy-store?
CECELIA: Cheap wit--good-by, darling, I'll see you later.
ROSALIND: Oh, be _sure_ and do that--you're such a help.
(Exit CECELIA.