My girl,
Bring me a man worthy of your hand
And I shall let him do nothing but eat from it.
Bring me a man worthy or your heart and soul
And I shall let him have your hand.

My life is but a flee from the reaper.
Unfortunately I am not very good at long distances.

My friend, we have become old men, and I fear that we have let opportunity and dream pass us by. Let us, in our regret, teach our young not to chase, but to capture their dreams.