The marriage bond is more than a civil contract. It is a reward for loving well.

For our hope in the future is cosmic, forging human history into eternity.

The happiness in our hearts is there for we dare to dream in light when the world tells us to scream in the darkness.

We love against the night, burning like stars against the darkness of bread and circuses.

All bowmen are caught between heaven and earth, born to discovery, choosing to love and raise their eyes high to a future that is apparent only through the strength of their hope.

Tears are another river that takes us home. We become alive with tears. There isn't a chance to return to sleep when we are weeping.

For in the sorrow, there is also our happiness.