SInce we are on the subject of quotes, here's one from C.S. Lewis, who I am not generally a fan of, but this is something that struck me when I read it for the first time:

“Oh, Piebald, Piebald,” she said, still laughing. “How often the people of your race speak!”

“I’m sorry,” said Ransom, a little put out. “What are you sorry for?”

“I am sorry if you think I talk too much”

“Too much? How can I tell what would be too much for you to talk?”

“In our world when they say a man talks much they mean they wish him to be silent.”

“If that is what they mean, why do they not say it?”

“What made you laugh?” asked Ransom, finding her question too hard.