Love Isnt Mortal Or Immortal. It Just

Moreover, I Wish To Assure You Both That I Did Not Make Any Amorous Advances On Female Monkeys.

He Kissed Each Finger, And With Each One Of Them Spoken A Word. Five Kisses, Five Words. His Last.

Will Had Laid Down His Heart For Her And Jem To Walk Upon Because He Loved Them More Than He Loved Himself

Staring At Him The Way She Might Stare At A Beloved Place She Was Not Sure She Would Ever See Again, Trying To Commit The Details To Memory, To Paint Them On The Backs Of Her Eyelids That She Might See It When She Shut Her Eyes To Sleep.

He Lifted The Violin To His Shoulder Then, And Raised The Bow. And He Played.