Because I think that by beauty, you don’t just mean something that’s pretty. You mean something that makes us human.

All of a sudden we were out of the lot and on the highway next to the mountains, flying. I put my hand out the window, and then I put my head out. I felt...

I know I could have saved your ashes to put into the ocean, but I wanted you to have the journey, all the way with the currents, to the open sea. And I know that...

No puedes estar seguro de cómo va a resultar, incluso si lo haces todo bien. Las cosas se vuelven en tu contra, la vida lo hace.