— How am I supposed to trust a man who no longer believes in love?
— I still do.
— Then swear to me on it. This woman that broke your heart... do you still love her?
— Yes.
— Then swear to me on her name.
— I swear on Emma Swan.
— Isn't true love more important than a few planks of wood and a sail?
— She might just be a few planks and a sail, but she's mine. She's all I need. Love brings nothing but wasted years and endless torment.
— Being good Is nothing to be ashamed of. People change. Look at me. I have legs, and I fell in love with a human. I don't think anyone saw that coming.
— You may have changed. I haven't. I'm a pirate, and I always will be.
