Claire

“There was a star danced, and under that was I born.”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

“Well, niece, I hope to see you one day fitted with a husband.

BEATRICE
Not till God make men of some other metal than earth. Would it not grieve a woman to be overmastered with a pierce of valiant dust? to make an account of her life to a clod of wayward marl? No, uncle, I'll none: Adam's sons are my brethren; and, truly, I hold it a sin to match in my kindred.”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing