“Now that things are so simple, there's so much to do.”
“I do know it, my own. Let me tell ye in your sleep how much I love you. For there's no so much I can be saying to ye while ye wake, but the same poor words, again and again. While ye sleep in my arms, I can say things to ye that would be daft and silly waking, and your dreams will know the truth of them. Go back to sleep, mo duinne.”
“Keep smiling, because life is a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about.”
“Among the things you can give and still keep are your word, a smile, and a grateful heart.”
“Poor me. There's nothing so sweet as wallowing in it is there? Wallowing is sex for depressives.”