ktoz ujal by to ladniej?.. hmm nikt..
Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept into one's side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart it pages betrayed the rhythym and the music; perhaps ... perhaps ... love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.
--Anne of Avonlea