Attention shifted to him like sunflowers turning to the sun.

The very heart of him.

All he had, in fact, was Merlin's shining promise.

Parce que c'était lui, parce que c'était moi.

And I remember when I met him, it was so clear that he was the only one for me. We both knew it, right away. And as the years went on, things got more difficult – we were faced with more challenges. I begged him to stay. Try to remember what we had at the beginning.

He was charismatic, magnetic, electric and everybody knew it. When he walked in every woman’s head turned, everyone stood up to talk to him. He was like this hybrid, this mix of a man who couldn’t contain himself. I always got the sense that he became torn between being a good person and missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent as him. And in that way, I understood him and I loved him.

I loved him, I loved him, I loved him.

And I still love him. I love him.

I saw he was now and always would be his own man

He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style. We had him whether we know who he was or did not know, he was ours and we were his.

He was just beside himself. All he could think about was the campaign. He didn’t talk much about anything else. COVID would come into it, but really his focus was on the campaign.”

His masculinity was only too apparent

I loved him for himself alone.

Nothing is wanting to his fame, he was wanting to our own.

Everything that happens is intrinsically like the man it happens to.

He was a great patriot, a great man; above all, a great American. His country was the ruling, mastering passion of his life from the beginning even unto the end.

When he abandoned all attempt to save himself, Jesus Christ saved him. This was all he knew about it. And more, this was all there was about it.