Love, as we have already discussed, is a powerful, wonderful, ridiculous thing, capable of moving mountains. And spools of thread.
Open your heart. Someone will come. Someone will come for you. But first you must open your heart.
Love is ridiculous. But love is also wonderful. And powerful. And Despereaux's love for the Princess Pea would prove, in time, to be all of these things: powerful, wonderful, and ridiculous.
I have been loved, Edward told the stars. So? said the stars. What difference does that make when you are all alone now?