The truth is that there is only one terminal dignity – love. And the story of a love is not important – what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we are permitted of eternity. – Helen Hayes
Theres a little vanity chair that Charlie gave me the first Christmas we knew each other. Ill not be parting with that, nor our bed – the four-poster – Ill be needing that to die in. – Helen Hayes
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