I Held Out My Arms To Him

A Bad Workman Blames His Tools.

... And Through It All And Afterwards They Would Be Together, Making Their Own World Where Nothing Mattered But The Things They Could Give To One Another, The Loveliness, The Silence, And The Peace.

You Had To Endure Something Yourself Before It Touched You.

There Is No Going Back In Life. There Is No Return. No Second Chance.

Because I Want To; Because I Must; Because Now And Forever More This Is Where I Belong To Be.