“just remember: i love you, and love yourselves. 'cause, little monsters, you were born that way baby.”
“Some of you have it ingrained in you. You weren't born with it. No baby has hate for anything. We were all babies once, right? This little guy doesn't care what country you were born in or what religion you might practice or how much you weigh or who you might love.”
“Then and now, beautiful, I’ll take you any way you come to me … Any way. I love this Sylvie, I loved that Sylvie. I just love you, baby.”
“I love you the way a drowning man loves air. And it would destroy me to have you just a little.”
“Born to love you, baby,” he repeated. “Die lovin’ you, my Sylvie.”
“Babies are born with the instinct to speak, the way spiders are born with the instinct to spin webs. You don’t need to train babies to speak; they just do. But reading is different.”