Everybody's afraid of love, because love is what hurts the most.

I have changed for the last time--this is the man I will be till I die. And that man loves you.

And might I live long enough to see the world yet again as a place completely different, through eyes that see another truth not yet revealed?

So do I wish I was to be king? That is not a question I ask myself. I ask myself, Would I be a good king? Would I be quick witted and generous of spirit and full of that boundless energy? Or would I be clumsy and stupid and dulled by my own prejudices? I try to be a good man, since I am alive at all, and hope that that teaches me what I would need to know if I was ever faced with a higher challenge.

He is so kind that he makes me search my soul to find new ways to be compassionate to others.

Are you asking me if there is a god?' he said, still in that soft voice. 'All I can say is, I believe there is. I feel him when I sing. He has responded to my prayers countless times. He guides my actions and he dwells in my heart. I know he is there.

Yet the world is the same as it always was. It is merely that you see it with new eyes.