“Do you know why people eventually stop marrying? Stop seeking companionship altogether? Hmmmm, do you?” “Because they grow cranky?” “No. If only it were that simple. It is because of trust. Trust, my dear, is like a fine piece of silver. It erodes over time and loses its luster. What was once precious and unique begins to rust and all at once becomes plain and tawdry, a thing to be ashamed of. Losing the ability to trust takes its toll on you. It is the heart rusting.”