"And now I see that the vision who kept me company in my loneliness was a hag compared to the beauty now before me."
"Enough about my beauty," Buttercup said. "Everybody always talks about how beautiful I am. I've got a mind, Westley. Talk about that."
Love Buttercup. Still loving the heck out of this book.
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