We do not remember days, we remember moments. The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten

O amor é o grandemanifesto; a urgência de ser, de ter alguma importância e, se a morte vier, morrer comvalentia, com clamor — em suma, permanecer na memória.

That's the one immortal thing about a mortal, Leucò. The memory he carries with him, the memory he leaves behind him. That is what names and words are. When they remember even men smile. A smile of resignation.

We don't remember days,we remember moments.

Non è bello essere bambini: è bello da anziani pensare a quando eravamo bambini.