and when all the wars are over, a butterfly will still be beautiful.

How can we be afraid of those we love? It was a question that puzzled me then, and puzzles me still.

love is undying,of that I feel certain.I mean deep,abiding,cherishing love.The love that gives protection even as you,my guardian angel,gave me protection long after you had gone-and continue to give this very day...A love beyond Death-a love that makes Life alive!

When it comes to loving and living and dying, there is no such thing as being modern and fashionable. Some things will never change. For it isn't time that's passing by, my friend; it is you and I.

All night our loveStole sleep from dusty eyes.What dreams were lost, I’ll never know.It seemed the world’s last night had comeAnd there would never be a dawn.

Wretched game, cricket, keeping romantic youths out in the sun when they should be indoors, applying balm to the foreheads of feverish young maidens.