Once upon a time

— Stories. Stories? What's a story? When you were in high school, did you learn about the civil war?
— Yeah, of course.
— How? Did you read about it, perchance, in a book? How is that any less real than any other book?
— History books are based on history.
— And storybooks are based on what, imagination? Where does that come from? It has to come from somewhere.

What's crazier than seeing and not believing?

I always believe that evil isn't born. It's made.

Belle... when we met, I wasn't just unloved and unloving. I was an enemy of love. Love had only brought me pain. My walls were up. But you broke them down. You brought me home. You brought light into my life and chased away all the darkness. And I vow to you I will never forget the distance between what I was and what I am. I owe more to you
than I can ever say. How you can see The man behind the monster, I will never know.

But, Emma, that wall of yours, it may keep out pain, but it also may keep out love.

— Not bad, don Juan.
— Don Juan was nothing before he made his deal with me.

Some people will stop at nothing to destroy the happiness of others.

True love's kiss will break any curse.

How arrogant are you to think yours is the only one? There are infinite more. You have to open your mind. They touch one another, pressing up in a long line of lands, each just as real as the last. All have their own rules. Some have magic. Some don't. And some need magic... Like this one.

Oh, everyone has a choice, dearie. Just make sure it's the right one.

Being good doesn't mean good things will happen.

What do you think stories are for? These stories, the classics, there's a reason we all know them. They're a way for us to deal with our world. A world that doesn't always make sense.