“Why are you telling me this? (Stryder)Because too many of us let our minds deafen our hearts. (Zenobia)”
“Did you call me a pig? (Stryder)I called you a pigheaded boar. (Zenobia)Isn’t that redundant? (Stryder)”
“Trust me, Stryder, there is no greater pain than to let the one you love leave your side. Knowing they are out there, alone, and always wondering if they are healthy and happy. (Zenobia)”
“I love you like a brother, Stryder, but I swear there are times when I could strangle the very life out of you. (Zenobia)’Tis a good thing you care for me then. Given my treatment, I shudder at what you would do to me should you decide to hate me. (Stryder)”
“Too many of us are not living our dreams because we are living our fears.”
“Let us spend our leisure with our books, which will take our minds off these troubles, and will teach us to despise what many people desire.”