“[gentle sobbing] …I’ve… never felt the touch of a… stallion…”  
“Wha…?”  
“…strength…warmth…affection… * sob * “  
“But, Rarity, I thought you… I mean, compared to me, I”  
“[racking sobs] it’s not true, Twilight. I… ‘ve always been holding out… …for the right one… and I pushed them all away…”  
[sobbing]  
“…well, …if it’s any consolation, Rarity, I haven’t either…”  
“[sniff] but Twilight, dear, you’re smart and talented. …I… all I have is my looks… and if that’s not enough,”  
“Rarity, don’t talk like that. You’ll find him someday. I know you will. You’re too beautiful not to.”  
“Twilight that’s not it! I want,… I want one that loves me for…more than my looks… I.. I can’t”  
“It’s okay. Everything will be alright, Rarity.”  
“[sniff] w-what about you, Twilight? Aren’t you lonely?”  
“Not since I came to ponyville and gained you all as my friends,”  
“NO Twilight, don’t you… ache… for something more than friendship? …loving…touching… intimacy…”  
“oh… well, …yes… yes I do. Very much. I… the colts never payed a lot of attention to me… probably because I never paid a lot of attention to them. Well, at least not… publicly…”  
[sobs turn into anguished moans]  
“B-but Rarity, you just… you just have to wait and watch. It has to happen. I mean mathematically,”  
“DO YOU CRY YOURSELF TO SLEEP EVERY NIGHT, TWILIGHT?!”  
[Rarity begins wailing openly, tears running down her white cheeks]  
[Twilight looks on in sad contemplation]  
[Twilight begins gently stroking Rarity’s head]  
“[falteringly] …there, there, Rarity. We’ll… [choking back tears] …f-find them eventually…”