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And As I Watched Him, I Knew That In Every Dark Night There Was, Somewhere, A Small Light Burning That Could Never Be Quenched.

I Have Listened To Many Tales In My Life, And Told A Few Of My Own. If This Has Taught Me Anything, It Is That There Are Some Occurrences That Change The Course Of Things, That Make An Alteration Far Beyond Their Own Apparent Magnitude. It Is Like The Throwing Of A Tiny Pebble Into A Pool, How It Makes An Ever-expanding Circle Of Ripples, Spreading Right Across The Water's Surface.

She Went On Because There Was No Going Back.

We Draw Our Strength From The Great Oaks Of The Forest. As They Take Their Nourishment From The Soil, And From The Rains That Feed The Soil, So We Find Our Courage In The Pattern Of Living Things Around Us. They Stand Through Storm And Tempest. They Grow And Renew Themselves. Like A Grove Of Young Oaks, We Remain Strong.

How Can He Do This? If You Were Mine, I Would Fight To Keep You. I Would Die, Before I Let You Go.