They don't understand you, maybe, but they can't help respecting you and, if they knew you even as well as I do, they'd like you.

Come! I ain't throwin' any bouquets, but why do you suppose I'd be willing to drive to West Denboro forty times over, on forty times worse nights than this, for you?
Why ?" "Heaven knows! Would you ?" "I would.

I like you, Ros.

I took a shine to you the first time I met you.

I don't know why exactly.