Amor Verus Numquam Moritur: True Love Never

Everyone Has Choices To Make; No One Has The Right To Take Those Choices Away From Us. Not Even Out Of Love.

You Can Take Your Law," She Said In A Measured Tone, "and Shove It Right Up Your-

Black For Hunting Through The Night For Death And Sorrow, The Color’s White Gold For A Bride In Her Wedding Gown, And Red To Call Enchantment Down.

Who Am I?” He Whispered. “for Years I Pretended I Was Other Than I Was, And Then I Gloried That I Might Return To The Truth Of Myself, Only To Find There Is No Truth To Return To. I Was An Ordinary Child, And Then I Was A Not Very Good Man, And Now I Do Not Know How To Be Either Of Those Things Any Longer. I Do Not Know What I Am, And When Jem Is Gone, There Will Be No One To Show Me.

He Produced A Handkerchief—crisply Folded—and Handed It To Her. She Took It With Silent Astonishment. She’d Never Before Known Anyone Who Carried A Handkerchief.