They had each other and there was a love between them that would withstand anything. Alina and I had always intuited, with no small wry pique, that, although our parents adored us and would do anything for us, they loved each other more. As far as I was concerned, that was the way it should be. Kids grow up, move on and find a love of their own. The empty nest shouldn't leave parents grieving. It should leave them ready and excited to get on with living their own adventure, which would, of course, include many visits to children and grandchildren.

It‘s funny how, when things seem the darkest, moments of beauty present themselves in the most unexpected places.

Born in a generation that thinks cynical and disenchanted is cool, sometimes I'm a little off the beaten track.

Beautiful women rarely possess sufficient depth of character to survive without their pretty feathers.

We will K‘Vruck the world.

You can't save people from themselves. You can only try to wake them up.

I'd learned a thing or two. Hope strengthens. Fear kills.