Ralph: Meggie, when I saw you last night, I almost hated you.
Meggie: Hated me? For growing up?
Ralph: Yes.When you were a little girl, you were like my own child to me. You were the rose of my life. I could have you then.
Meggie: You can have me now. You can marry me. You love me.
Ralph: But I love God more. I do love you, Meggie. I always will. But I can’t be a husband to you. If only I could make you understand what being a priest means to me. How God fills a need in me no human being ever could.
Meggie: Not even me?