Character: Constance Langdon

- So he lied to me..
- Of course, lied.
- Why do they always lie..
Is in their nature.

- ... I forgot your name.
- And do not remember. I was not. My name is Vivien Harmon...
It doesn't matter.

- Why I am not like these girls?
Not like everyone, so you were born. Let's face it. You have other advantages.

- I don't care about the past, I create the future.
- It is necessary to create respect.

Now there is almost no virgin land. We live on top of each other, is now California and the entire planet. It was no longer a place, but people tend to trample on their grave, to destroy built.

Red roses. What could be be more this hackneyed cliche.

Why do you stubbornly believe that there is only one reality, which can be seen?

They say that when parents die, the children realize that they too are mortal. But when children die, their parents die like them.

One of the many consolations to being a parent is the realization that youth is not passed, but just passed to a new generation.

It is necessary to maintain dignity in any situation.

Is there anything more beautiful than the hope of seeing a new child? More terrible than the loss of that hope?

- I can't walk through his own house without bumping into one of your dead offspring.
I loved their children.
- To death.

- Your brother is at peace now. His sufferings had multiplied with every breath!
- He only suffered because of you!
- You know Tate, unlike my other children, you have received so many gifts! Why you can not use them?! Just a smile or a kind word would open the gates to heaven.
- (Smiling) as much As you wanted... I'll never be your perfect son.

- My husband ran away from me, from his duties...
You're not concerned that he disappeared?
- As soon as I found out he cheated on me, Hugo has come to mean to me, no more dog shit.