Maybe this isn't the right thing to say, but I want you to know: When you ran for the stage, I've never been so proud of you in all my life. You've always been beautiful; you've always been talented. And now I know that your moral compass is perfectly aligned, that you see clearly when things are wrong, and you do everything you can to stop it. As a father, I can't ask for more. I love you America. And I'm so so proud.

Love is beautiful fear

Despite the knowledge that her affections were unattainable, I couldn't help but be drawn to try.

It turns out I'm absolutely terrible at staying away from you. It's a very serious problem.

No, I’m not choosing him or you. I’m choosing me.

P.S. May, don’t these strawberry tarts just make you want to cry?

Darling, you’re perfect.