I identified with both women. But Emma had a stronger message for the women I want to speak to now— women who work. I wanted to tell them that choosi… - Anne Bancroft

He understands not only with his brain but with his heart. And that might be called love. Not quite sure, but maybe that's the key.

No, No and No. I'm not desperate unlike what you think. I'm not like the madding crowd. I'm a different breed of woman. The sort of woman who's unstoppable once she's set her mind onto something. I march to the beat of my own drum like a free-spirit and I know exactly what I want out of life. So get it out of your head honey.

Ananda, an attendant of the Buddha, passed by a well near a village. A young low-caste woman, Pakati, was fetching water. He asked her for a drink.
Pakati said: “I am low caste and therefore may not give you water. Please ask nothing from me in case I contaminate your holy state with my low-caste status.”
Ananda said, “I am not interested in caste. It is water I am after.”
Pakati’s heart leaped joyfully. She gave him water to drink, and when he left she followed him at a discrete distance. Finding out that he was a disciple of the Buddha, she went to the Buddha and said, “Please accept me and let me live in this place where your disciple Ananda dwells, so that I may see him and supply him with what he needs. For I find that I love Ananda.”
The Buddha understood what was going on in her feelings and he said gently, “Pakati, your heart if full of love but you don’t understand your own emotions. It is not Ananda that you love, but his kindness. Accept the kindness that he has shown to you and in your turn practice it toward other. You have been born low caste, but in time you will outshine the glory of kings and queens.