“I'll do it because I want to but not because you tell me to!”

“If you ask me what I want, I'll tell you. I want everything.”

“I'll be anything you want, just tell me what you want and I'll be that.”

“I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.”

“One question," I said. "Did you tell me all that because you think I'm going to die?"
"No," he said. "It's because you're doing something brave, and I felt I should too."
"I'll take that as a yes," I said.”

“Tell me how you want to die, and I'll tell you who you are.”

“What work have I got to do, then?” said Will, but went on at once, “No, on second thought, don’t tell me. I shall decide what I do. If you say my work is fighting, or healing, or exploring, or whatever you might say, I'll always be thinking about it. And if I do end up doing that, I'll be resentful because it’ll feel as if I didn’t have a choice, and if I don’t do it, I'll feel guilty because I should. Whatever I do, I will choose it, no one else.”

“In any case, if you ever leave me with a handsome man, do not tell me that you trust me because, let me warn you: that is not what will prevent me from deceiving you, if I want to. On the contrary.”

““Why do you tell me this?”
“Perhaps because I am a cat and it amuses me to be arbitrary and do you a good turn.””

“All I want, is for you to love me. Not because of what I can do or what I look like, or because I love you - just because I am.”