Anything There Is That I Can Do

The First Morning After Westley's Departure, Buttercup Thought She Was Entitled To Do Nothing More Than Sit Around Moping And Feeling Sorry For Herself. After All, The Love Of Her Life Had Fled, Life Had No Meaning, How Could You Face The Future, Et Cetera, Et Cetera.

"we’ll Never Survive!” “nonsense. You’re Only Saying That Because No One Ever Has."

I Just Know Once You're Over Your Emotional Outbursts, You'll Come Up With-' I Mean If We Even Had A Wheelbarrow, That Would Be Something,' Westley Said.

Cynics Are Simply Thwarted Romantics.

Now What Happens?" Asked The Man In Black. "we Face Each Other As God Intended," Fezzik Said. "no Tricks, No Weapons, Skill Against Skill Alone." "you Mean You'll Put Down Your Rock And I'll Put Down My Sword And We'll Try To Kill Each Other Like Civilized People, Is That It?