You cannot poison what is between us with your foul words. She is my light in the darkness and Johnny is my pathway ahead.

We draw our strength from the great oaks of the forest. As they take their nourishment from the soil, and from the rains that feed the soil, so we find our courage in the pattern of living things around us. They stand through storm and tempest. They grow and renew themselves. Like a grove of young oaks, we remain strong.

I thought of betrayal and how it came so easily - in a word, a glance, a gesture.

He and I…we share a bond. Not love, exactly. It goes beyond that. He is mine as surely as sun follows moon across the sky. Mine before ever I knew he existed. Mine until death and beyond.

Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive.

You know not, yet, the sort of love that strikes like a lightning bolt; that clutches hold of you by the heart, as irrevocably as death; that becomes the lodestar by which you steer the rest of your life. I would not wish such a love on anyone, man or woman, for it can make your life a paradise, or it can destroy you utterly.

His thoughts inhabit a different plane from those of ordinary men; the simplest interpretation of that is to call him crazy.