" I promise Joan, with all my heart, to make you the happiest woman alive. I want to stop this moment in time and freeze it for eternity!'

‘No I beg of you don’t!’ I put a finger to his lips,
‘I thank you for your sentiments and I know you mean what you say right now, but... make no promises please, for your promise makes you my prisoner and I your gaoler.’
‘But...?’
‘No, I beseech you – please don’t make me your gaoler for you will come to resent me and I would hate that. "

― Carol M Mottershead , Joan: Put on a Happy face