- Paladin: She was a form of life and light that seen, became a part of sight And rose where'er I turned my eye, the morning star of memory.
- [Lord Byron: The Glaour]
- Paladin: Come on in. Tell me the news. Married yet?
- Figaro Panziera: What woman will have me? I'm a-willing, must have waited too long. But I got the trouble even worse than lonely house. Come, taste this.
- Paladin: Cabernet Sauvignon, your own from the south slope. Full-bodied, beautiful balance, but there's an alien taste.
- Figaro Panziera: Ah, you got it! What is it? I know it's there. Now you know what's there. What is this calamity which has befallen my wine?