“But to be honest, there is only so much battle a man can take. I think all of us crave a quieter life with a tender touch. (Sparhawk)”

“When I was younger, I never thought there could be anything better than the glory of battle. (Sparhawk)And now? (Taryn)Now I would much rather coax a smile from your face. (Sparhawk)”

“A man can take only so much. Even a phony man like me.”

“All that I wanted was a little touch,A little tenderness and truth, I didn't ask for much”

“His smile got even bigger. "Yeah, Ace, a day of you cryin' in my arms, sleepin' in my arms, kissin' you, feelin' your body, smellin' your hair, your perfume, only so much a man can take. I ran for an hour, hard, didn't even fuckin' warm up, it didn't touch it. Come back, deal with that fuckwad, (that's her ex) and you're standin' there, all legs and hair, wearin' my shirt. Seriously. Only so much a man can take.”

“What an unsubstantial, happy, foolish time! Of all the times of mine that Time has in his grip, there is none that in one retrospection I can smile at half so much, and think of half so tenderly.”