For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for July 30, 2004

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Woman: My son should be arriving soon. He's asked me to sell my house and move to an apartment close to him. I don't want to leave that house, Michael. Michael: We had some good times there. You were the coolest landlady - but I bet we were a pain! Woman: Oh, I rented rooms to others much worse than you and Josef, dear... how is he? Michael: He's in love, Mrs. Dingle! Hopelessly in love. Woman: Love is never hopeless, my boy. Love is full of hope. It's hate that is hopeless! Michael: I'll tell him you said that.