When Ariel makes it to shore, she realizes the Sea-Bitch screwed her, as her legs work with the grace of a drunken paraplegic and she can't speak.

But make a virtue of it by all means.

But he is a liberal master, I suppose, and that in the eye of a servant comprehends every virtue.

But the motion of virtue is in none of these: it is something more divine, and advancing by a way hardly observed it goes happily on its road.

Men who do not forgive women their little faults will never enjoy their great virtues.