Jane Seymour : [Following Hesther's cold declination of Clarissa's offer of a sugar violet, Clarissa shivers]  Are you cold, Clarissa? Clarissa Marr : No; somebody walked over my grave.

Clarissa Marr : [Referring to her unfinished portraiture]  You paint me as a happy mother. I'm not very happy. I'm scarcely a mother... and yet I smile because I'm supposed to be happy. Lawrence : No, Lady Rohan; you smile because you're fortunate. Clarissa Marr : Aren't they the same thing? Lawrence : A dairy maid can be happy; but she's not obliged to smile when she's wretched. The fortunate must pay their debt. A great lady must never been seen without a smile.

Clarissa Marr : [to Peter]  We've only had one month together. Not much in a lifetime.

Clarissa Marr : [Introducing herself to Hester]  I'm Clarissa. [Offering her Hesther piece of candy]  Clarissa Marr : would you have a sugar violet? Hesther Shaw : No, thank you. I don't care for sugary things.