We Are Both Going To Pray That

I'm Afraid To Speak Or Move For Fear That All This Wonderful Beauty Will Just Vanish... Like A Broken Silence.

Nobody With Any Real Sense Of Humor *can* Write A Love Story. . . . Shakespeare Is The Exception That Proves The Rule. (90-91)

You're Never Safe From Being Surprised Until You're Dead.

She Will Love Deeply--suffer Terribly--she Will Have Glorious Moments To Compensate.

Trees Have As Much Individuality As Human Beings. Not Even Two Spruces Are Alike. There Is Always Some Kink Or Curve Or Bend Of Bough To Single Each One Out From Its Fellows.