I thought that my voyage had come to its end at the last limit of my power, that the path before me was closed, that possibilities were exhausted and the time had come to take shelter in a silent obscurity, But I found that thy will knows no end in me. And when old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders. So, don’t give up on love when it seems that all is lost, for there is always life if we’re prepared to pay the cost.
