But they shall not be destroyed by me, and surely not by any other man, while I live.

I shall grow young again, I will grow young for you, for, in years at least, I am not old.

I will be a boy for you, Vjera, and I will love as boys love, but with the strength of a man who has known sorrow and overlived it.

You shall not feel that in taking me you are taking a father, a protector, a man to whom your youth seems childhood, and your youthfulness childish folly.

No, no--I will be more than that to you, I will be all to you that you are to me, and more, and more, each day, till love has made us of one age, of one mind, of one heart.