I believe there are no random meetings in our lives – that everyone we touch, who touches us, has been put in our path for a reason. The briefest encounter can open a door, or heal a wound, or close a circle that was started long before your birth.

The world becomes a wider place, with but a little learning.

But life, if nothing else, had taught her promises weren't always to be counted on, and what appeared at first a shining chance might end in bitter disappointment.

These are your beautiful days, Julia Beckett," he promised softly.

When I meet a wind I cannot fight , I can do naught but set my sails to let it take me where it will.

Ever try to hold a butterfly? It can't be done. You damage them," he said. 'As gentle as you try to be, you take the powder from their wings and they won't ever fly the same. It's kinder to let them go.

So, you see, my heart is held forever by this place," she said. "I cannot leave.