John Graves

“Friendship is a kind of love, and even on nights when one of the amigos is alone, they live in the light of their friendship. At the end of our days in this world, each of us goes home in the dark, to what we cannot know. The prospect of that journey is fearsome, but if we have loved and been loved, we do not go alone. We go with the memory of light and those who shared it with us, and if our hope is not misplaced, we go from light into light. See, no monsters.”
― Dean Koontz, Going Home in the Dark