"And you measure for wealth by the things you can hold and you measure for love by the sweet things you're told and you live in the past of a dream that you're in and your selfishness is your cardinal sin. And you want to be held with highest regard. It delights you so much if he's trying so hard. And you're trying to conceal your ordinary way with a smile or a shrug or some stolen cliché. But don't you understand? And don't you look about? I'm trying to take nothing from you so why should you act so put out, for me?"