One Keeps Searching For Ease, She Did

Beauty: "you Called Me Beautiful Last Night." Beast: "you Do Not Believe Me Then?" Beauty: "well - No. Any Number Of Mirrors Have Told Me Otherwise." Beast: "you Will Find No Mirrors Here, For I Cannot Bear Them: Nor Any Quiet Water In Ponds. And Since I Am The Only One Who Sees You, Why Are You Not Then Beautiful?

If You Try To Breathe Water, You Will Not Turn Into A Fish, You Will Drown; But Water Is Still Good To Drink.

One Doesn't Generally Look Into Mirrors When One Is Especially Angry; One Has Better Things To Do, Like Pace The Floor Or Throw Things.

It Seems To Me Further, That It Is Very Odd That Fate Should Leave So Careful A Trail, And Spend So Little Time Preparing The One That Must Follow It.

And If My Choice Is To Sit Graciously In My Best Robes And Accept The Inevitable Or To Bail A Sea With A Bucket, Give Me The Bucket.