A exploração de um link sobre o riso levou-me a reencontrar um belo monólogo final de um belo filme. As palavras simples são lindas.
And yet, now that I'm an old, old man, I must confess that of all the faces that appear to me out of the past, the one I see most clearly is that of the girl whom I've never ceased to dream these many long years. She was the only earthly love in my life, yet ... I never knew, nor ever learned, her name.
eu que não sou de intrigas
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