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At First, When We Truly Love Someone, Our Greatest Fear Is That The Loved One Will Stop Loving Us. What We Should Fear And Dread, Of Course, Is That We Won't Stop Loving Them, Even After They're Dead And Gone.

Slowly, Desolately, The Fist Of What We'd Done Unclenched The Clawed Palm Of What We'd Become.

What Is It?" She Asked. "i'm Looking For Your Wings. You Are My Guardian Angel, Aren't You?" "i'm Afraid Not," She Replied, Her Cheeks Dimplingwith A Wry Smile. "there's Too Much Of The Devil In Me For That." "just How Much Devil," I Grinned, "are We Talking About Here?

Every Virtuous Act Has Some Dark Secret In Its Heart; Every Risk We Take Contains A Mystery That Can’t Be Solved.

Suffering Is How We Test Our Love Especially Our Love For God.