Larry Harvey: I'm trying very hard not to judge you.
Ben Harmon: Me? You murdered your entire family!
Larry Harvey: Yes, but I was never unfaithful.
Constance: There isn't a closed door that beauty can't open.
Larry Harvey: You don't have a choice, you're going to have to do the honorable thing to save your family. You're going to have to lie.
Vivien Harmon: I not usually much of a cupcake girl myself.
Constance: Oh, they're not for you. At your age? You may as well just crazy-glue a stick of butter to your ass.
Constance: [in a whisper] Is there anything more wonderful than the promise of a new child. Or more heartbreaking when that promise is broken.
Constance: My womb was cursed. My husband was the spitting image of Van Johnson. Our combined beauty was an affront to the gods!
Gladys: [refering to Gigi] What's her problem? She forget her diaphragm or something?
Maria: You can still get the clap with a diaphragm, you know.
Constance: [taking a bowl of chocolate batter to Adelaide] Now *spit* on it!