Cia'bell

Morning, when you left.

Gustav klimt - ,,the kiss" 

Harry Goldfarb: [on the phone] Marion... I've been thinking about you so much... are you okay?  Marion: When are you coming home?  Harry Goldfarb: Soon.  Marion: When?  Harry Goldfarb: Soon... you holding out alright?  Marion: Harry... can you come today?  Harry Goldfarb: Yeah...  [Both Harry and Marion start to cry]  Harry Goldfarb: I'll come... I'll come today. You just wait for me, alright?  Marion: Harry...  Harry Goldfarb: I'm coming back, Marion.  Marion: Yeah.  Harry Goldfarb: I'm really sorry, Marion...  Marion: I know. 

,,We can speak without voice to the trees and the clouds and the waves of the sea. Without words they respond through the rustling of leaves and the moving of clouds and the murmuring of the sea."