Aunt Lydia: And what do you do?
David Paterson: I'm an engineer.
Aunt Lydia: Oh, I'm afraid that means nothing to me. I always think that engineering's a little inhuman somehow. It's people that count. After all, it isn't petro and oil that make the world go round, is it?
Aunt Lydia: When you're in love, you mustn't let anything stand in the way.
Rev. Martin Gregory: There's the church. A great little country church standing up there in the middle of the town. It's the center of the place architecturally. It should be the center of the place spiritually too. But it's not. No. That little tin-pot shack of a cinema they're going to tonight has more influence on the lives of people here than the church.
Rev. Martin Gregory: Why do you think I became a parson in the first place? Because I saw what life is like. Not because I didn't.
Aunt Lydia: Everyone needs someone else.
Rev. Martin Gregory: A fine caricature I've made of religion if that's how it seems to me own children. Should be because of religion I have more sympathy and understanding for people. But I have, Margaret, I have. Do I seem the type of man that'd turn away from the sorrows of his own children?
