[begin thoughtful quote]
"Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and glare,
like a gay knight riding down;
perhaps it crept to 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 its pages betrayed by the rhythm and the music,
perhaps...perhaps love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship,
as a golden hearted rose slipping from it's green sheath."
L.M. Montgomery (Anne of Avonlea)
[end thoughtful quote]
Perhaps we all just never see it coming.