O amor compreende.
O amor fica ao lado.
O amor entende.
Só o amor.
Por amor permitimos que nos amem e deixamos que o amor nos cure.
"It is. It is my voice! It is mine! I am dying in this town!. . . If I were thinking clearly . . . if I were thinking clearly . . . If I were thinking clearly Leonard, I would tell you that I wrestle alone in the dark, in the deep dark, and that only I can know, only I can understand my own condition. You live with the threat - you tell me. You live with the threat of my extinction. Leonard, I live with it, too. This is my right. It is the right of every human being. I choose not the suffocating anesthetic of the suburbs, but the violent jolt of the capital. That is my choice. The meanest patient, yes, even the very lowest is allowed to have some say in the matter of her own prescription. Thereby she defines her own humanity."
