Love is the greatest and most excellent thing we are masters of and therefore it is folly and baseness to bestow it unworthily. It is indeed the only thing we can call our own: other things may be taken from us by violence, but none can ravish our love.
In the days that followed I couldn’t stop thinking about him. It made me believe maybe there was such thing as love at first sight, if not between a girl and a boy, then at least between a girl and a horse.
