It looks beyond mere externals and is attracted by qualities alone. It is, on the contrary, an element calm and deep.
It develops after you’ve gone through many ups and downs, when you’ve suffered together, cried together, laughed together.” -Ricardo Montalban “True love doesn’t happen right away it’s an ever-growing process.“Real love is a permanently self-enlarging experience.” -M.If you hear bells, get your ears checked.” -Erich Segal “True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights.It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.” -Honore de Balzac “True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself.“True love, especially first love, can be so tumultuous and passionate that it feels like a violent journey.” -Holliday Grainger.And if you go to draw at the true fountainhead, the more water you draw, the more abundant is its flow.” -Antoine de Saint-Exupery “True love is inexhaustible the more you give, the more you have.“ True love begins when nothing is looked for in return.” -Antoine de Saint-Exupery.We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful. That is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday. The way he treated me and the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other and our family, while he lived. That is something which sustains me and it’s much more meaningful. That we could be together for twenty years. That we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space and the immensity of time. That pure chance could be so generous and so kind. Every single moment that we were alive and we were together was miraculous-not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is.
I don't ever expect to be reunited with Carl. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again.
Carl faced his death with unflagging courage and never sought refuge in illusions. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again. “When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me-it still sometimes happens-and ask me if Carl changed at the end and converted to a belief in an afterlife.
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