And Ruth said: ‘Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee; for whither thou goest, I will go, and where thou lodgest, I will lodge. Thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God.
Where thou diest will I die, and there will I be buried; the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.’ —
Where thou diest will I die, and there will I be buried; the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.’ —
Ruth 1:16-17
I might be an Atheist heathen, but this is so gorgeous—I can’t…
I’m not employed here. I’m not a book salesman. I took one look at you and followed you into the store. If you’d walked into a restaurant, I would’ve become a waiter. If you’d walked into a burning building, I would’ve become a fireman. If you’d walked into an elevator, I would’ve stopped it between two floors and we’d have spent the rest of our lives there.
— Henry Van Cleave, Heaven Can Wait (1943)
Even this kiss is more romantic… but… like… really sad at the same time…
