The men at this table, all of us, came up through honest, hard work. Well, maybe not all of us. Mr. Ferguson here is a lawyer.

I’m a builder, dear. If there’s one thing I know, it’s the importance of the right tool for the job.

The things we do for a love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret. This love burns you and maims you, and twists you inside out. It is a monstrous love, and it makes monsters of us all.

The marriages were for money, of course. But the horror, the horror was for love.

Nothing gentle ever grows in this land. You need a measure of bitterness… Not to be eaten.