"Steven, I can bear anything but that. It can't mean that."
"I tell you it's what it means for me. There's no good talking about it. You've seen what I've been like tonight."
"This? This is nothing. You'll get over this. But think what it would mean to me."
"It would be hard, I know."
"Hard?"
"Not half so hard as this."
"But I can bear this. We've been so happy. We can be happy still."
"This isn't happiness."
"It's my happiness. It's all I've got. It's all I've ever had."
"What is?"