One great love in a single lifetime was enough for anyone.

There are songs that come free from the blue-eyed grass, from the dust of a thousand country roads. This is one of them.

And I remember most of what I know that is good and true and lasting has come not from scholars but from minstrels and gypsies.

First you must have the images, then come the words.

Such physical matters were nice, yet, to him, intelligence and passion born of living, the ability to move and be moved by subtleties of the mind and spirit, were what really counted.

This is why I'm here on this planet, at this time, Francesca. Not to travel or make pictures, but to love you. I know that now. I have been falling from the rim of a great, high place, somewhere back in time, for many more years than I have lived in this life. And through all of those years, I have been falling toward you.

The heart never forgets, never gives up, the territory marked off for those who came before.