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

For the world slows and the stars falter, and all that remains is you.

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.

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?

A truth that no one knows is still the truth.

I thought it would not hurt to remind you that love is a powerful force in this world, invisible though it seems.

And if I should leave you, for any reason," he added, tightening his grip as she struggled to free her hand, "I will return to you. That is as certain as the sun rising tomorrow morning and the thunderbolt falling tomorrow night. That is as sure as the god's existence. I will come back to you, or I will find you - over and over again, as often as we are parted, until the end of the world itself.