Numai că arca mea nu este din lemn,ci din cuvinte.

“The war is going on, and I'm singing. But I can't bandage up the wounded like T…”

“Love is like the moon: if it's not waxing, it's waning, but it's the same as th…”

“Dar ştii ce se va întâmpla dacă numărătorul ăsta stelar de afară va fi împărţit…”

“Since everyone can't be happy anyway, whoever can be happy right now, should. Y…”