"Everything passes away, Roses subside, paper turns yellow, scents lose their freshness, youth eclapses, dreams are left behind. But each instant paints its own picture in the eternity. Something much more considerable always stays. You stay. And I stay too. Each petal from every flower remembers us. Each movement of sky means us. Each whisper of time means us. Let’s go on like this, forever!"
  - Benjamin Lebert