The Princess Bride

by William Goldman

“As you wish.”

“I love you,” Buttercup said. “I know this must come as something of a surprise, since all I’ve ever done is scorn you and degrade you and taunt you, but I have loved you

There is no room in my body for anything but you. My arms love you, my ears adore you, my knees shake with blind affection. My mind begs you to ask it something so it can obey.

“Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches. If your love were—”

“Life is pain,” his mother said. “Anybody that says different is selling something.”

“I WANT DOMINGO MONTOYA, YOU SON OF A BITCH,”