“No one can understand what you've been through more than Kishan and Mr. Kadam. I think the best thing you can do to repay him is to give him that level of loyalty in return. He considers you and Kishan sons and the best way a son can honor his father is to be the kind of man that would make him proud.”

“The best thing you can do for your fellow, next to rousing his conscience, is — not to give him things to think about, but to wake things up that are in him; or say, to make him think things for himself.”

“A son is a promise that time makes to a man,the guarantee every father receives that whatever he holds dear will someday be considered foolish, and that person he loves best in the world will misunderstand him.”

“He'd been raised to give women what they wanted. 'You can fight,' his father told him. 'You can bitch. If you're a real prick, you can overpower. But the pain over the long haul ... just not worth it, son. Surrender young and happily with fewer scars.' The old man was right about that.”

“It's a McLaren SLR 722 Roadster.""How big is it?""It's a convertible.""Will a tiger fit?""No. It seats only two, but the boys are man half the day now.""Is it more than $30,000?"He squirmed and hedged, "Yes, but-""How much more?""Much more.""How much more?""About $400,000 more."My mouth dropped open. "Mr. Kadam!""Miss Kelsey, I know it's extravagant, but when you drive it, you will see it's worth every cent."I folded my hands across my chest. "I won't drive it."He looked offended. "That car was meant to be driven.""Then you drive it. I'll drive the Jeep."He looked tempted. "If it will appease you, perhaps we can share it."Kishan clapped his hands. "I can't wait."Mr. Kadam wagged a finger at him. "Oh, no! Not you. We'll get you a nice sedan. Used.”

“You can know a thing to death and be for all purposes completely ignorant of it. A man can know his father, or his son, and there might still be nothing between them but loyalty and love and mutual incomprehension.”