Only you. To worship ye with my body, give ye all the service of my hands. To give ye my name, and all my heart and soul with it. Only you. Because ye will not let me lie—and yet ye love me.
Once you’ve chosen a man, don’t try to change him. It can’t be done. More important—don’t let him try to change you. He can’t do it either, but men always try.
I know why the Jews and Muslims have nine hundred names for God; one small word is not enough for love.
I am a coward, damn you! I couldna tell ye, for fear ye would leave me, and unmanly thing that I am, I thought I couldna bear that!
Am I a man? To want you so badly that nothing else matters? To see you, and know I would sacrifice honor or family or life itself to lie wi’ you, even though ye’d left me?
A man that doesna shit himself with a pistol held to his head, Major, has either no bowels, or no brains.