“They could read him, they could study him, they could pick him apart, but they couldn't laugh or be sad with him....”
“I have never met a man so ignorant that I couldn't learn something from him.”
“I equal parts loved him and could not stand him. I couldn't wake him to share in my distress.”
“I couldn't see him but I could hear him snoring softly, humming, like a little airplane lost in the clouds.”
“I hated him for as long as I could. But then I realized that loving him...that was a part of me, and one of the best parts. It didn't matter that he couldn't love me, that had nothing to do with it. But if I couldn't forgive him, then I could not love him, and that part of me was gone. And I found eventually that I wanted it back."({Lord John, Drums of Autumn}”