“Still doing your best to ruin the horses, I see.”

“He said, ‘The moment I began to love you was the moment when you saw your fiddle smashed on the ground, and you turned away from me and cried against your horse. Your sadness is one of the things that makes you beautiful to me. Don’t you see that? I understand it. It makes my own sadness less frightening.”

“Your horse is named Small.Yes.Mine is named Big.-Fire and Brigan”

“Dear Brigan, she thought to herself. People want incongruous, impossible things. Horses do, too.”

“Your sadness is one of the things that makes you beautiful to me. Don't you see that? I understand it. It makes my own sadness less frightening." (Brigan)”

“Your brothers are the foolish ones for not seeing the strength in beautiful things.”

“And," he continued, his strange smile gleaming, "as I see it, our hearts are not so different in size. I murdered my father. You murdered yours. Is that something you did with a large heart?”