“I was not offended, my love. An insult is like a drink; it affects one only if accepted. And pride is too heavy baggage for my journey…”

“It’s not the journey that weighs you down; it’s the baggage.”

“My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can’t be loved as I am.”

“What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show.”

“Oh, Daja," moaned Jory, "you sound just like my parents." She ran from the schoolroom.

"Well, there's no reason to insult me, "muttered Daja, half offended.”

“I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear
I like my toast done on one side…"

()”

“wish us all a safe journey if you still like us and you're not one of those people i have managed to offend by doing nothing”

“My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
Prodigious birth of love it is to me,
That I must love a loathed enemy.”

“Farewell, my great one, my own, farewell, my pride, farewell, my swift, deep, dear river, how I loved your daylong splashing, how I loved to plunge into your cold waves.”

“Thy pardon, Father, I beseech,
In this my prayer if I offend;
One something sees beyond his reach
From childhood to his journey’s end.
My wife, our little boy Aignan,
Have travelled even to Narbonne;
My grandchild has seen Perpignan;
And I — have not seen Carcassonne.”