
She accepts the ways of this visitor as a natural phenomenon, how he comes and goes, exists, talks, laughs with her, falls silent, listens to her, and then vanishes.

If I have a boy, l'll teach him how to love. If I have a girl, I'll tell her the world is hers.

I like to remember things my own way, not necessarily the way they happened.


Its not about reaching the Room. It is about discovering why you never would.