A sailor may choose the wind to ride out of seaport, but the wind has a mind of it's own.

It all depends on you. If you want it to be different,it will be different. Don't look at the world with your eyes but with your heart.

People are freer in America. But there are more tears.

A sailor chooses the wind that takes the ship from a safe port. Ah, yes, but once you're abroad, as you have seen, winds have a mind of their own. Be careful, Charlotte, careful of the wind you choose.

The more men see of the world, the bigger their hearts

All I can think is that when you torment a person...the soul dies. When the soul dies, I suppose mercy dies, too.

I took a deep breath. 'For you I've got something better than love.' What's that?' I...trust you.' Why?' You'll never hurt me.' Thank you.' But...' But, what?' I said, 'That means I'll hurt you.' Why?' 'Cause, like I said, you'll never hurt me back.