Juliet: Only the best people fight against all obstacles in pursuit of happiness.
Juliet: All the best people have bad chests and bone diseases. It's all frightfully romantic.
Pauline: She is the most unreasonable. Why could not mother die? Dozens of people are dying all the time, thousands, so why not mother? And father too.
Pauline: We have decided how sad it is for others that they cannot fully appreciate our genius.
Pauline : Oh, I wish James Mason would do a religious picture! He'd be perfect as Jesus!
Juliet: Daddy says the Bible's a load of bunkum!
Pauline: But we're all going to heaven?!
Juliet: I'M not! I'M going to The Fourth World... it's sort of like heaven. Only better, because there aren't any Christians!
Doctor Bennett: Chances are she'll grow out of it. If not... well, medical science is progressing in leaps and bounds. There could be a breakthrough at any time!
Pauline:We realised why Deborah and I have such extraordinary telepathy and why people treat us and look at us the way they do. It is because we are MAD. We are both stark raving MAD!
Pauline: This notion is not a new one but this time it is a definite plan which we intend to carry out. We have worked it out carefully and are both thrilled by the idea. Naturally we feel a trifle nervous, but the pleasure of anticipation is great.
Juliet: Stick it up your bottom!
Pauline:The next time I write in this diary, Mother will be dead. How odd... yet how pleasing.
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