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

The warmth of his embrace soaked into me, a powerful charm against the dark things.

How can he do this? If you were mine, I would fight to keep you. I would die, before I let you go.

Death, of course, should not be feared, but awaited with certain wonder. To die was to step across a threshold into a new world, unknown, unimaginable.

Real life is not quite as it is in stories. In the old tales, bad things happen, and when the tale has unfolded and come to its triumphant conclusion, it is as if the bad things had never been. Life is not as simple as that, not quite.

Ask us for any help you need...Let us be strong for you.

If a man truly loves,....He does not consider the obstacles, the restrictions, the reasons why his choice may be flawed or impratical. He gives no heed to what others may think. His heart has no room for that, for it is filled to the brim with the unutterable truth of his feelings.