"So you've just got to take it as it is."
"That seems to be the number. We may kick because it isn't perfect, but we don't know how to make it perfect, and that's all there is to say."
"It's easier for your kind to say than for ours."
"It's not as easy as it seems for any kind. I don't see anyone, rich or poor, who hasn't to spend most of his energy in bucking up. The poor think it's easier for the rich, because they have the money; and the rich think it's easier for the poor, because they haven't the responsibilities. So there you are. I begin to think that making yourself strong—hard—tough in your inner fiber—is about the biggest asset you can bring to life."
"Or death," Teddy said, softly.
"Or death," Bob agreed.
On another occasion, Teddy was in another mood.
"If I didn't get it now, I guess it would have come along later; so that it's just as well to have it over."
Bob's mind went back to Stenhouse's view of Teddy's character.
"What do you mean by that?"