Trust Is A Thing You Know Without

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

I Could Not Imagine Living Away From Sevenwaters, Away From All That Was So Much A Part Of Me. Maybe, If You Cared Enough About Someone, You Could Do It And Not Feel Your Spirit Torn In Two. But The Forest Keeps Her Hold On All Those Who Are Born There, And They Cannot Travel Far Without The Yearning In Them To Return.

If A Man Truly Loves,....he Does Not Consider The Obstacles, The Restrictions, The Reasons Why His Choice May Be Flawed Or Impratical. He Gives No Heed To What Others May Think. His Heart Has No Room For That, For It Is Filled To The Brim With The Unutterable Truth Of His Feelings.

Hope Is Such A Tenuous Quality. To Feel It And Then To Be Denied What One Most Longs For ... Better, Surely, Not To Hope At All, Than To Open The Heart To A Hope That Is Impossible.

You Know Not, Yet, The Sort Of Love That Strikes Like A Lightning Bolt; That Clutches Hold Of You By The Heart, As Irrevocably As Death; That Becomes The Lodestar By Which You Steer The Rest Of Your Life. I Would Not Wish Such A Love On Anyone, Man Or Woman, For It Can Make Your Life A Paradise, Or It Can Destroy You Utterly.