- Younger Patrick: There he was. I recognized him even from behind. That fine head. The unmistakable line of his shoulder.
- Younger Patrick: My policeman was magnificently alive in front of me.
- Younger Tom: How do you do it?
- Younger Patrick: Do what?
- Younger Tom: Live this life.
- Younger Patrick: One learns to live as one can!
- Younger Patrick: It's hell being alone. I don't know whether I'll ever see my policeman again.
- Younger Patrick: These are wretched times we live in,
- Younger Patrick: When one has to scurry underground like a criminal...
- Younger Patrick: Tom.
- Younger Tom: Don't ruin it.
- Younger Patrick: How would I do that?
- Younger Tom: Asking about the next time.
- [From Patrick's journal: Describing Tom]
- Younger Patrick: His eyes lit up when he saw my card... He said he'd never been to Brighton's most noble institution, even on a school trip! I invited him to visit the museum as my guest. He seemed interested... I haven't been able to stop thinking about him... He's handsome, yes. But there's something else. Innocence, combined with a curiosity... I'd like to draw him. But I wonder if he'd misunderstand... I'd almost forgotten that some people are still innocent.
- Younger Marion: He's trying to destroy our marriage.
- Younger Tom: You know what, Marion? I'm beginning to think you've got a dirty mind.