You are nearest and dearest and all the world to me. Our souls are knit into one, for all life and all time. - Mina Harker - Bram Stoker

Well, the devil may work against us for all he's worth, but God sends us men when we want them.

And, to our bitter grief, with a smile and in silence, he died, a gallant gentleman.

I suppose that nature works on such a hopeful basis that we believe against ourselves that things will be as they ought to be, not as we should know they will be.