Reflect that I am alone on earth, and that her sweet face is my only consolation.

Will you, who have given me life, prevent my spending it happily?
Have you called me back to the world only to deliver me over to despair ?--Tiger! Take back, then, the life you gave me, if you will not permit me to consecrate it to the adorable Clementine!" "Upon my soul, my dear fellow, you are superb! The habit of victory must have totally twisted your wits.

My hat is on your head:--keep it; so far so good.

But because my betrothed happens to remind you vaguely of a girl in Nancy, must I give her up to you?
I can't see it!" "Friend, I will give you back your hat just as soon as you've bought me another one; but do not ask me to give up Clementine.

In the first place, do you know that she will reject me ?" "I'm sure of it." "She loves me." "You're crazy!" "You've seen her at my feet." "What of that?
It was from fear, from respect, from superstition, from anything in the devil's name you choose to call it; but it was not from love." "We'll see about that pretty clearly, after six months of married life." "But," cried Leon Renault, "have you the right to dispose of yourself?
There is another Clementine, the true one; she has sacrificed everything for you; you are engaged, in honor, to her.