“I'm not sayin' she's a bragger, but if you've been to Paradise, she's got a season ticket.”

“I think you've been sleeping on the job; the city isn't exactly paradise," she said caustically. "Every time you clap your hands, another person becoms a statistic.”

“... she isn't mine ... . She is ultimately God's, and I'm simply a steward of her heart for a season.”

“But if you've got a woman, what are you doing here?""I don't have a woman but I'm afraid she has me.”

“You see, all that I ever held dear has been taken from me," she said in a matter-of-fact tone. "And when you've lost everything-" Her facade began to crumble, and her voice broke, but she made herself carry on. "When you've lost everything, you've got nothing to lose.”

“He turned to Miss Minerva. "I'm relying on you, at any rate. You've got a good mind. Anybody can see that.""Thank you," she said."As good as a man's," he added."Oh, now you've spoiled it!”