“No hunger or thirst of my youth was as strong as my love for my child. We'd never be apart, not completely. Even after death we'd find each other. Our atoms would be released into the earth, air, water, and they'd find each other; even if it took a hundred years. One atom of her and one of me would mingle in a sun shot blade of grass and so we'd embrace again. And a millennium later we'd kiss in a raindrop seeding in a cloud. And after an eon wed be hugging tightly in the scale of a fish in the sea. It would be so forever.” Love Of A Child Book:We Must Be Brave Source: We Must Be Brave