Rachel Cooper: Women are such durn fools.
Rachel Cooper: She'll be losing her mind to a tricky mouth and a full moon, and like as not, I'll be saddled with the consequences.
Rachel Cooper: John - ain't you going to say hello to your pa?
John Harper: He's not my pa.
Rachel Cooper: No, and he ain't no preacher neither.
Rachel Cooper: I'm a strong tree with branches for many birds. I'm good for something in this world and I know it too.
Rachel Cooper: Lord save little children. The wind blows, and the rains are cold. Yet they abide.
Rachel Cooper: You know, when you're little, you have more endurance than God is ever to grant you again. Children are man at his strongest. They abide.
