“I love children. And I would like, some day, to have a large family of them. People speak of romance… well, but the heart of romance lies, a lovely, tremendous bud, in the heart of a child, in the hearts of all the children of the world. Children are romance. they are the beginning and they are the end. They are romance, before the white wings are clipped, before ever they have trailed in the dry dust of disillusion”– Rudolph Valentino, His Private Diary