You look at me with them eyes of yers, an I look at yer lips... an all I can think about is what it'ud be like to kiss you.

This might not mean much to you right now, but fer what it's worth, I'll tell you. Maybe I know better'n most. Life ain't black an white. People ain't neether. Family, friends, lovers. It's all a lot more complicated. The longer I live, the more I see, the less I know fer sure. Especially when it comes to matters of the heart. So dry yer tears. Whoever he is, he won't be cryin over you. Men never do. That's the one thing I do know fer sure. Now, muck up them boots a bit.

You got no idea, do you? You got no idea how beautiful you are.

Anyways, settin so much store in one person...it's dangerous.

Love makes you weak.