If the people we love are stolen away from us
the only way to have them live on is to never stop lovin"them.
Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever...
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
