There is a romance in dedication. True devotion is an ever-burning fire, and what could be more beautiful than a flame that never dies? Defiant in the face of wind and water. Some single-mindedness is necessary for any artist.

I would not count making pies. [On this point, Kuja has no doubts, but she nods at Zenobia's next words.] One must make the attempt, or one will never know what talents lie hidden within.

What would you paint, on your canvas? [Her tone sounds condescending, but that could be intentional or accidental.]