i wait. with all my dreams, i know her heart, and i know i'm almost there.

I suppose [my life] has most resembled a blue chip stock: fairly stable, more ups than downs, and gradually trending upward over time. A good buy, a lucky buy, and I've learned that not everyone can say that about his life.

You have to promise you won't fall in love with me.

Love is a gift. You give love and that's where the joy is.

It would be like describing colors to someone blind from birth: The words might be understood, but the concept would remain mysterious and private.

I'll think about you everyday. Part of me is scared that there'll come a time when you don't feel the same way, that you'll somehow forget about what we shared, so this is what I want to do forever.

When I write to you, I feel your breath; when you read them, I imagine you feel mine. Is it that way with you too? These letters are part of us now, part of our history, a reminder forever that we made it through this time. Thank you for helping me survive this year, but more than that, thank you in advance for all the years to come.