Come, Dear Heart. Lean On Me And

You Thought You’d Never Give Up Your Vocation, A Voice Whispered Inside Me. You Thought You’d Never Even Consider It. But You’ve Met The One Man Who Could Change Your Mind. He Is Your Perfect Complement. He Is Cathal To Your Clodagh; He Is Bran To Your Liadan. No Wonder You Conjured Up Those Images. No Wonder They Make You Weep.

As For Religious Faith, A Lack Of It Shouldn't Stop Us From Doing Good Deeds For Their Own Sake.

If She Were Here I Wouldn't Be Able To Keep My Hands Off Her. I Would Hold Her So Close She'd Beg Me To Let Her Breathe. I'd Kiss Her So Hard She'd Plead For Mercy. I'd Unfasten Her Clothing And Lie With Her Onthat Hard Bed, And What Was Between Us Would Be As Far Above The Ordinary Congress Between Man And Woman As The Stars Are Above Their Pale Reflections In The Lake Below.

The Future Was In Our Own Hands. If We Wanted A World Where Such Things Were Possible, It Was For Us To Make It.

Don't You Long For Something Different To Happen, Something So Exciting And New It Carries You Along With It Like A Great Tide, Something That Lets Your Life Blaze And Burn So The Whole World Can See It?