Editors and their authors seldom form deep friendships for the same reason that psychiatrists and their patients keep their distance: The relationship requires candor that mixes poorly with intimacy.

Don and I just really struggled. I putted poorly, for me, and it's very seldom you see Don putt poorly.

Distance is a bad excuse for not having a good relationship with somebody. It's the determination to keep it going or let it fall by the wayside; that's the real reason that the relationships continue.

When I saw him at his best When everything was at its worst He has proven me and the rest of the world how much love he has for me. But when I saw him at his worst In spite all the hurt and pain I fear the thought of losing him. From then on I know that he is the man I am going to spend the rest of my life with…

With you I could never be alone our love are carved in a stone Tomorrow when the sun raises everything is coming up roses.

Being apart was wrong. Simply lying side by side did more for a relationship than words. A warm bed, a nest of animal intimacy. Words could be misunderstood, whereas loving companionship bred trust.