فإن الغموض والسديم هما بداءة كل شيء لا نهايته، وإنني بملء الرغبة أود أن تتذكروني كبداءة.
“Know that mystery and nebulous mist are where all things are born — not where they fade. And with every breath of my longing, I ask only this: remember me not as an ending, but as a beginning.”