Lord, open the King of England’s eyes!

Aauuh, I don't wanna kill the kid!" … "Aw, that's so sad! I'm not gonna kill him. Well, I'm not gonna kill him first, anyway.

I don't want to kill you.

Open your eyes, the Frenchman on the radio used to say, and see what you can with them before they close forever.

"Once when Monty was in kindergarten, I had read to him and was trying to get him to go to sleep. He said he didn't want to close his eyes because "It's dark in there.

I wanted to know that he would be okay if I died. I wanted to not be a grenade, to not be a malevolent force in the lives of people I loved.

I gave them hope, and so turned away their eyes from death

"Please, please, please, please, please...,", squeezing his eyes shut because it somehow made the words more pure.

'Don't you be afraid of hurting the boy,' he says.

He asked them to take care of those who see them and that there are lives he should not put out

He encouraged me to fly, to spread my wings. I was determined to fly, I was not going to allow anything to kill my dreams and fortunately, he shared that.

And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again (yes), And then he asked me would I (yes, yes). I put my arms around him (yes), And drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts, And his heart was going like mad. Yes, I said yes, I will, yes.

I didn't want to forget him. Maybe I didn't want him to forget me.

He's sensitive and I don't want him to break his heart over somebody who doesn't care about him.