“A man's heart is a wretched, wretched thing. It isn't like a mother's womb. It won't bleed. It won't stretch to make room for you.”

“Do the kind of things that come from the heart, When you do, you won't be dissatisfied, you won't be envious, you won't be longing for somebody else's things. On the contrary, you'll be overhelmed with what comes back”

“Eleanor went to her room "where she was free to think and be wretched.”

“We men are wretched things.”

“My head was like an ardent coal,
My heart as solid ice;
My wretched, wretched soul, I knew,
Was at the Devil's price:
A dozen times I groaned: the dead
Had never groaned but twice!”

“A man who attempts to debate when he cannot listen must make a wretched display of impotence.”

“I can't imagine what they're planning. But I can tell you two things. We won't like it, and it won't be legal.”

“I know the disposition of women: when you will, they won't; when you won't, they set their hearts upon you of their own inclination.”

“Out of Ireland have we come.
Great hatred, little room,
Maimed us at the start.
I carry from my mother's womb
A fanatic heart.”

“A mere madness, to live like a wretch and die rich.”