We've had this conversation before, but humor me. How many people in this room have a soul? A shot at heaven, or whatever there is after this life.

“What am I going to do with you? Yesterday I kiss you, and you attack me! Today …”

“Bella: Il tempo passa. Anche quando sembra impossibile. Anche quando il rintocc…”

“Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.”

“Don't be a baby about this. No tantrums.”