“I think I've been rather reasonable about this whole situation.""How do you figure?""They are still breathing, aren't they?”

“I've been trying not to think about the things I wanted but couldn't have.I figured life must be about what you can't have.Some part of me has given up wanting anything. Why? I'm human, aren't I?Even though I knew that this was pointless.Why did I fall in love?”

“I've been riding horses since I was eight. I've never ridden well. Still, there's nothing I'd rather do.”

“I've been telling you how I feel the whole time.”

“Isn't this more about how two people can read a situation in two completely different ways? I've been resisting the urge to build castles in the air, like I always do, and you just saw whatever it was that you wanted to see.”

“How shall I sum up my life? I think I've been particularly lucky. Does that have something to do with faith also? I know my mother always used to say, 'Good things aren't supposed to just fall in your lap. God is very generous, but he expects you to do your part first.' So you have to make that effort. But at the end of a bad time or a huge effort, I've always had - how shall I say it? - the prize at the end. My whole life shows that.”