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“I thank God for allowing me such a sight,” I whispered into her ear. “I swear I shall worship you for the rest of my life.”
I swear, he was the king of all my dreams, the lord of all my passions, the captain of all my desires. I was helpless against him.
When possible, he will sit in one place in nature with an apple and watch the sky. What he is looking at, I have no idea. When I ask, he simply tells me he was thinking. Of what? He does not say. At least not at first. And so, I join him and sit and also stare, maybe even read. After some time, he’ll share a thought or a memory. All cannot be spilled in a day, but is that bad, since marriage is for a lifetime?”
“Fearful of being beautiful?” “Fearful that it is all that I am,” she replied. “If my only claim to glory be my beauty, what am I when it fades? I am no goddess and will not remain young forever.”