“Financial demands, of all the rough winds that blow upon our love, (are) quite the coldest and the most biting.”

“Ah!" thought Rodolphe, turning very pale, "that was what she came for." At last he said with a calm air— "Dear madame, I have not got them." He did not lie. If he had had them, he would, no doubt, have given them, although it is generally disagreeable to do such fine things: a demand for money being, of all the winds that blow upon love, the coldest and most destructive.”

“Our relationship was built on a house of cards. One good blow and you find the pieces scatter in the wind quite easily.”

“Love descends upon our souls by the will of God and not by the demand or the plea of the individual.”

“The winds of grace blow all the time. All we need to do is set our sails.”

“I am not alone at all, I thought. I was never alone at all. And that, of course, is the message of Christmas. We are never alone. Not when the night is darkest, the wind coldest, the world seemingly most indifferent. For this is still the time God chooses.”