[Waves the concern off literally and turns to brush some more dirt of his pants.] Yes well, truth is stranger than fiction. We can't all of us ever truly depend upon a fairytale ideal of happiness.
[Pauses and looks up.] It's hardly a matter of what I want.You can want a great many things in your life that are detrimental to your well being, but that makes it twice as hard to attend to your needs. People, like other substances, can be be toxic. But you already understand that, the pain, mm.
[Starts walking to town again, calling over his shoulder.] You have a big heart, madame. It's hurt you too many times for me to fathom. But try and spare yourself the pain of taking on other people's sorrows. They do you little good.