A  Page  Of  Love

My wife, Ange, is the most beautiful,

considerate, & loving young lady the world has ever known.

I am the luckiest man in the world to be in her care.

She loves me for me. She is the best friend anyone could have.

When two souls, which have sought each other for however long in the throng, have finally found each other, when they have seen that they are matched, are in sympathy and compatible, in a word, that they are alike, there is then established for ever between them a union, fiery and pure as they themselves are, a union which begins on earth and continues for ever in heaven. This union is love, true love, and such as in truth very few men can conceive of, that love which is a religion, which defies the loved one, whose life comes from devotion and passion, and for which the greatest sacrifices are the sweetest delights.