Fairy Godmother: But the world is full of zanies and fools / Who don't believe in sensible rules/ And won't believe what sensible people say / And because these daft and dewey-eyed dopes / Keep building up impossible hopes / Impossible / Things are happening everyday
Cinderella: The sweetest sounds I'll ever hear are still inside my head / The kindest words I'll ever know are waiting to be said / The most entrancing sight of all is yet for me to see / And the dearest love in all the world is waiting somewhere for me / Is waiting somewhere, somewhere for me.
Cinderella: Why? Why is this so hard for you to imagine?
Stepmother: Because you're common, Cinderella. Your mother was common and so are you. Only you can wash your face and put on a clean dress, but underneath, you'll still be common. But a prince would even consider taking you for his bride? Why, it's laughable!
Cinderella: My father.
Stepmother: Your father was weak. He spoiled you rotten, he filled your head with silly thoughts and dreams that'll never come true. Never. Now, clean this place up. It's a sty.
Fairy Godmother: Cinderella, if you really love him, why don't you let him know?
Cinderella: How can I? Look at me.
Fairy Godmother: Do you really think he fell in love with your fancy gown and your pretty braids?
Cinderella: I don't know anymore and if you hadn't help me.
Fairy Godmother: You didn't need my help. You just thought you did. Believe in yourself, Cinderella, and trust him to love you as you really are.
Stepmother: Beauty knows no pain, girls!
Lionel: If he wants to kill me, why doesn't he just run me over with his carriage and get it over with?
Cinderella: [singing] Am I making believe I see in you a man too perfect to be really true? Do I want you because you're wonderful? Or are you wonderful because I want you?
Stepmother: My girls are going to be the envy of everyone at the ball.
Stepmother: Don't cling to the past Cinderella. It's not very attractive.
Fairy Godmother: Impossible! / For a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage / Impossible! / For a plain country bumpkin and a prince to join in marriage!/ The world is full of zanies and fools who don't believe in sensible rules.
Stepmother: [singing] Falling in love with love is falling for make-believe/Falling in love with love is playing the fool/Caring too much is such a juvenile fancy/Learning to trust is just for children in school/I fell in love with love one night when the moon was full/I was unwise with eyes unable to see/I fell in love with love with love everlasting/And love fell out with me!
Cinderella: The Prince is Giving A Ball.
Cinderella: Go to the ball? Me? Why would I wanna go to the ball? I'd much rather sit here by the fire.
Cinderella: [after Fairy Godmother turns the pumpkin into a carriage] Oh my goodness.
Minerva: [the Prince dances with another girl] I want a chance at him!
Fairy Godmother: Impossible, for a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage/Impossible for a plain country pumpkin and a prince to join in marriage. A slipper made of glass is just a shoe and dreamers never make the dream come true. Impossible.
Cinderella: But shouldn't a man love you for who you are, in spite of everything?
Stepmother: How quaint. Tell me, Cinderella, What would you say to capture the prince?
Cinderella: I don't know. But whatever I'd say, we'd know in an instant we were meant for each other. Then he'd smile, and kiss my hand.
Minerva: That's so romantic.
Calliope: Oh, say it again, Cinderella.
Stepmother: Rubbish! This isn't about love, it's about marriage.