Although love could grow in times of peace, it tempered in battle. Daddy told me once - when I'd said something about how perfect his relationship with Mom was - that I should have seen the first five years of their marriage, that they'd fought like hellions, crashed into each other like two giant stones. That eventually they'd eroded each other into the perfect fit, become a single wall, nestled into each other's curves and hollows, her strengths chinking his weaknesses, her weaknesses reinforced by his strengths.

Hope is a critical thing. Whithout it, we are nothing. Hope shapes will. The will shapes the world.

Life equaled love plus passion squared. Loving and being passionate about what one did was what made life so precious.

Nobody home but She for Whom I Am the World. Can't go on like this, can't keep doing it.- Jericho Barrons

Strength wasn‘t about being able to do everything alone. Strength was knowing when to ask for help and not being too proud to do it.

Think you two puny Druids can hold this keep for a single night?

When he'd pushed inside me and I'd feel him begin to penetrate, it had turned me into a wild thing-hot, wet, and desperate for more of him. With every kiss, every caress, every thrust, I'd just needed more. He'd touched me, I went nuts. The world dwindled down to one thing: him.