“If I remembered her she would never forget me.”
Frances Alice Blogg & Gilbert Keith Chesterton
“Once in the course of conversation she looked straight at him and he said to himself as plainly as if he had read it in a book: ‘If I had anything to do with this girl I should go on my knees to her: if I spoke with her she would never deceive me: if I depended on her she would never deny me: if I loved her she would never play with me: if I trusted her she would never go back on me: if I remembered her she would never forget me. I may never see her again. Goodbye.’ It was all said in a flash: but it was all said…
“Here ends my previous existence. Take it: it led me to you.”
Read Chesterton’s Letters About His Marriage Proposal
Read More in The Woman Who Was Chesterton
We become the story we feed on. Marital love satisfies longings like no cheap imitation can. So the Real Story, the cosmic romance, fills us like no other story can.
What story will I feed on? What story will I become?
(Ann Voskamp in "Become the Story", originally at A Holy Experience)
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