“Your prints can never be erased. Each one is burned in my memory, and only if my memory fails me, perhaps then, like the moonlight, it will fade by the arrival of a new day. I do not like to hide the madness of it all. You know I was willing to stay with you, but I am also accepting to let you go.”

“Your prints can never be erased. Each one is burned in my memory, and only if my memory fails me, perhaps then, like the moonlight, it will fade by the arrival of a new day. I do not like to hide the madness of it all. You know I was willing to stay with you, but I am also accepting to let you go.”

— Rolf van der Wind