Rose Quote #148
Quote from Rose in Blind Ambitions
Lily: I know, you wanted to see if I was all right. Rose, really, I'm fine. I've been having accidents since I was two years old. This is not a major crisis. You don't have to worry about me.
Rose: Well, it's hard for me not to.
Lily: I know. That's because you're a worrier. I remember when you were six years old and Dad got you that puppy for your birthday. You worried because you thought her paws were too big and that the other dogs would laugh at her.
Rose: Well, they did! They used to bark and point at her.
Lily: Everybody pointed at her. You made her wear a bonnet and matching booties.
The Golden Girls Quotes
‘Blind Ambitions’ Quotes
Quote from Rose
Rose: Oh, we used to cook outdoors all the time when we were kids. Remember our camping trips, Lily?
Lily: Oh, I sure do. During the summer, our father would take the whole family on camping trips into the wilderness. Of course, it wasn't really the wilderness. He'd drive in circles for about 20 minutes and then end up in the woods just beyond the barn. It was years before all the kids caught on to Dad's trick.
Rose: What do you mean, just beyond the barn?
Quote from Blanche
Dorothy: You know, when I was in college, I taught school part-time at one of those schools for the blind. It is really amazing what they can accomplish.
Lily: Oh, I went to one of those schools for a little while. It's just a lot of talking and hand-holding. Never been so bored in my life. I think I'm just the kind of person that likes to get out there and do it.
Rose: Did you know that my sister Lily still holds the record at our high school for the 100-yard dash? She served three terms on the city council, and she was the first woman in St. Olaf's to ever have a pilot's license.
Blanche: Oh, really? Well, we have something in common, Lily. I was the first woman in my hometown ever to have a pilot.
Dorothy: Blanche's bed is next to the X-15 at the Space and Aviation Museum.
Quote from Blanche
Blanche: Oh, I just love barbecues. We used to have the most wonderful ones back home. I can remember sitting out under a big old tree with the Darcy triplets: Hank, Beau and Dove. Eating and talking and laughing. And then along towards the end of the meal, why, the boys always got into a fight over who was going to get to lick the barbecue sauce from my fingertips and kiss away the little droplet of butter that always drizzled down my chin. Oh, has it gotten awful hot out here?