It's frightening how much things change in seventy-one years.

Keep trying until you have no more chances left.

Whatever obstacles you face, remember you can get through anything if you want to badly enough.

Finally he closed the distance between us and kissed me - a sweet, gentle kiss that held within it every single one of the thousand days I'd loved him as my everything, long after I'd begun to love him as a friend.

Sometimes we misjudge what is possible and what is not.

Love is the way I feel for you, the way you fill something inside me whenever you so much as walk into the same room. Sometimes love is quite, lingering in the background until you least expect it. But love it always there for you

It's frightening how much things change in seventy-one years.