I've a premonition that your reputation is going to soar up like a blazing star from this waste of snow around us....

I wish--I wish that it might be from me, through me--my humble aid--that your glory breaks out----" "If it ever does, it will do it through you.

I told you that long ago." "Yes." "I've known it a long, long time, Geraldine.

Without you there's nothing to me except surface.

You are the depths of me." "And you of me, Duane." Sweet eyes remote, she stood looking into space; at peace with her soul, dreaming, content.