It's striking how different these two proposals have been greeted.

We're simply not prepared to close any doors. We are confident of prevailing with both of the suits.

Sarebbe stato impossibile avere pensieri tristi in un ambiente così luminoso

This is a—a proposal of marriage?” he asked me, and there was the very smallest trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth, something I had never seen before.
“I suppose so,” I said, blushing again. “And, as you see, I’m doing it properly, on my knees.”
“This would, however, be a partnership of equals you’re offering, I imagine?”
“Undoubtedly.” (448-49)

I was thinking that after spending much more time together, we could determine whether you want to spend the rest of your life with me. Whether you feel the way I do. I think I could make you happy … barring natural disasters, mechanical failure, inadvertent public nudity, and pestilence pouring forth from the sky.

As long as they keep shoving this down our throats... they'll never be greeted with open arms.