And I will remember that no proxy in the world could stand in for you, not truly, because you are irreplaceable to me, you are the man I was meant to spend my life with, and I hereby put my heart in your hands.

NEWYORKER: The Proxy Marriage

In your hands, my fellow citizens, more than mine, will rest the final success or failure of our course.

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And then you sort of wave your hands at exactly what was said in the rest of both of my posts.

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