"I could not agree more," Raoul said his voice a little sad at the thought.  "in a time where we marry naught but for money and men keep mistresses along side our wives where is there room for love."  He looked at her, "The white rose has always been my favorite to me it is the most honest and delicate rose.  It is the hardest to keep not unlike a secret or purity.  They often become dirtied with disease like corruption or wilt like they have been plagued with guilt.  But, when you find one that can stand strong in the face of all that is against it...it is truly a remarkable thing."