““At any given time, I am not the whole me; I am but a partial version of myself and each version is slightly different from the others. But each of these versions of me, I now believe, has always had someone by his side. I'd survived the year because I'd been able to march two by two with those I lived the most, and though I've never admitted it to anyone, there are moments, even now, when I feel Marge walking beside me, I'll hear her whisper the answer when I'm confronted with a decision, I'll hear her urging me to lighten up when the world is weighing heavily on me. This is my secret. Or rather it is our secret, and I think to myself that I've been lucky, for no one should ever be forced to march through life alone.””
