When I want nothing more than to close my eyes and never have to open them again.
And your face is tattooed onto the backs of my eyelids.
I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
— Maya Angelou
I believe that if I should die,
and you were to walk near my grave,
from the very depths of the earth
I would hear your footsteps
— Benito Perez Galdos
Ask me not to leave you, or to return from
following you. For where you go, I will go.
Where you lodge, I will lodge.
Your people shall be my people and your God,
my God. Where you die, I will die and there will I be buried. May the Lord do so to me,
and even more, If anything but death,
part you from me.
— Ruth 1 16-17


