I wanted to protect him, which I was sure I could do, even if I could not protect myself.
If it weren't my life, I wouldn't have believed it.
I would have done anything for him. Maybe that was my sickness.
Grandfather informs me that is not possible.
Succotash my cocker spaniel, you fudging crevasse-hole dipshiitake!
As I've grown older, I've grown more convinced there's nothing that shouldn't be talked about. If we think we're protecting each other, we're not.