He thought of her often, and he missed the companionship they'd once shared and the friendship that had been the bedrock of their marriage at its best.

The next time you're mad at me, talk to me,' he said. 'Don't shut me out. I don't like playing games. And by the way, I had a great time, too.

Things changed, people changed, and the world went rolling along right outside the window.

In all love stories the theme is love and tragedy, so by writing these types of stories, I have to include tragedy.

I think our love can do anything we want it to.

I realize the odds, and science, are against me. But science is not the total answer; this I know, this I have learned in my lifetime. And that leaves me with the belief that miracles, no matter how inexplicable or unbelievable, are real and can occur without regard to the natural order of things.

Life, he realize, was much like a song. In the beginning there is mystery, in the end there is confirmation, but it's in the middle where all the emotion resides to make the whole thing worthwhile.