Jan Nyman: Love is a mighty power, isn't it?
Bess McNeill: I don't understand what you're saying. How can you love a word? You cannot love words. You can't be in love with a word. You can only love another human being. That's perfection.
The Minister: Can you think of anything of real value that the outsiders have brought with them?
Bess McNeill: Uh... their music.
The Minister: We do not need bells in our church to worship God.
Dodo McNeill: Not one of you has the right to consign Bess to hell.
