So you're lost, uh? Happens a lot out here. You walk around for days, seeing things, losing your bearings, crying out for God, But He can't hear you. You can scream and scream but nobody'll ever hear you.

Or what is it you used to say when we__ to go out in my pickup truck down by the pond, just the two of us? I__ the bit to your bridle. I__ the Jack in your Daniels_.__ould it be weird if I were shedding tears right now?__ou__e the fruit in my pie_you__e the sprinkles on my cake,_ I finish his sentence.

I don't care a damn about men who are loyal to the people who pay them, to organizations...I don't think even my country means all that much. There are many countries in our blood, aren't there, but only one person. Would the world be in the mess it is if we were loyal to love and not to countries?

It was quite a wedding and as I stood there watching I realized something I'd forgotten a long time ago. Sometimes in life there really are bonds formed that can never be broken. Sometimes you really can find that one person who will stand by you no matter what. Maybe you will find it in a spouse and celebrate it with your dream wedding. But there's also the chance that the one person you can count on for a lifetime, the one person who knows you sometimes better than you know yourself is the same person who's been standing beside you all along.

The fate of all things cherished and expensive, to be lost at hazard, and well before their time

And the geography of the thing--the geography of them--was completely and hopelessly wrong.