This is a—a proposal of marriage?” he asked me, and there was the very smallest trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth, something I had never seen before. “I suppose so,” I said, blushing again. “And, as you see, I’m doing it properly, on my knees.” “This would, however, be a partnership of equals you’re offering, I imagine?” “Undoubtedly.” (448-49)

Whether you are black or white 
Rich or poor 
Short or tall 
Ugly or beautiful 
We are all victims of death 
Death made everyone in life equal

People with weaknesses get killed by the people who lack them. Notice I'm not dead.

Written By Sherrilyn Kenyon

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