She was my dream. She made me who I am, and holding her in my arms was more natural to me than my own heartbeat. I think about her all the time. Even now, when I'm sitting here, I think about her. There could never have been another.

You really love her don't you,' she said.With all my heart.'She looked as sad as I'd ever seen her.What's your heart telling you to do?'I don't know.'Maybe', she said gently,'You're trying to hard to hear it.

If you discovered something that made you tighten inside, you had better try to learn more about it.

I love autumn', Emily said to me. 'It wins you over with its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

.. Questions that had begun to creep into her thoughts whenever they we're together. When would he be ready? Would he ever be ready? And of course, why he wasn't ready?..

When you chase a dream, you learn about yourself. You learn your capabilities and limitations, and the value of hard work and persistence.