“He stands not alone. You would die before your stroke fell.”

“You would die before your stroke fell!”

“We all stand before the judge at some point, and the way a man dies is no different than how he decides to live life. You just remember that when your time comes.”

“The tree was so old, and stood there so alone, that his childish heart had been filled with compassion; if no one else on the farm gave it a thought, he would at least do his best to, even though he suspected that his child's words and child's deeds didn't make much difference. It had stood there before he was born, and would be standing there after he was dead, but perhaps, even so, it was pleased that he stroked its bark every time he passed, and sometimes, when he was sure he wasn't observed, even pressed his cheek against it.”

“Little strokes fell great oaks.”

“You are a woman with a heart and soul. The choices you make in this lifetime are yours and yours alone. If you love him, and I mean truly love him to the point where you would die in agony without him, then do not waste another second. Run to him, dove, because when someone means that to you there is nothing that should stand in your way.”