“How silly of you to think I, of all people, would do such a horrid thing!”

“I don't want people to know me for my perfection, I want people to know me for my imperfections”

“I do know it, my own. Let me tell ye in your sleep how much I love you. For there's no so much I can be saying to ye while ye wake, but the same poor words, again and again. While ye sleep in my arms, I can say things to ye that would be daft and silly waking, and your dreams will know the truth of them. Go back to sleep, mo duinne.”

“While ye sleep in my arms, I can say things to ye that would be daft and silly waking, and your dreams will know the truth of them.”

“Love is like a childs birth, it's special, amazing, it brings happieness, and you should cherish it, as it grows into somthing not perfect but becomes stronger within the bond between two people.”

“How do you know you're in love?" I asked her. "Because if it's determined by how willing you are to give up everything for the other person, I think it's a flawed system.”

“It's a terrible thing, to think it might be me that would be the threat, that I could kill you with my love-but it's true.”