Many a girl has waited long, for a husband brave or strong;
but I’m sure I never met any sort of woman yet
who could wait a hundred years,
free from fretting, free from fears.
Now, our story seems to show
that a century or so, late or early, matters not;
true love comes by fairy-lot.
Some old folk will even say it grows better by delay.
-Charles Perrault, The Sleeping Beauty in the Woods