“I've never understood why people said 'in your own words.' Who else's words would I use?”

“I've never understood why people consider youth a time of freedom and joy. It's probably because they have forgotten their own.”

“You made peace,” said the buffalo man. “You took our words and made them your own. They never understood that they were here—and the people who worshiped them were here—because it suits us that they are here. But we can change our minds. And perhaps we will.”

“There are words in my life that I wish I'd never said. I wish I'd never told my wife that I loved her, because then I had to line up all my actions with those words. I had to always act like that was true. And those three words, I love you, should never be used if you don't mean them. My lying has meant I will never get to use them on anyone else. I went against my own truth, my own heart, and there is really no coming back from that.”

“I mean...your words are really the only things that are rightfully yours. Who else would know them better?”

“There. I've said everything I wanted to say without actually having to use the words "please stay”