To Me He Was Like A Rock

“Dull, foolish, vulgar to some but not to me. To me he was a man like a rock. Nothing could shake him. Nothing could shake his love. It was from him that I learned what love really was. Not a frail little fancy to be smashed and broken by pride and vanity and self pity. That’s for children. That’s for high school kids. But a rock as strong as life itself, indestructible and eternal.” -Bette Davis, Phone Call From A Stranger (1952)