We build up pretty pictures of men, when we want to be in love. We hate to have them ruined.

Briar: "So I guess I was the last to know."
Rosethorn: "Of course you are. You're a man, aren't you?

And now you're off to Port Caynn. Watch them sailor lads. They'll have your skirts up and a babe in your belly afore you know what you're about."
"Everyone keep warning me about sailors," I complained. "Why can't someone tell the sailors to stay clear of me?"
Granny snorted. "Oh, you're the fierce one now! Just take care no one else catches you unawares and knocks you on the nob!

We're men, and men aren't born to stand alone.

Your life might be easier if you were. A fool for love is happier than a Dog with a heart that's all leather.

I love you, Jonathan," she whispered.
A long arm snaked around her, and he pulled her against his side.
"I know," he said. "I just wanted to be sure you knew it, too.