I mean, there were afternoons I was down there, and the light goes pink and there's a mist in the air and you're standing in the rubble, and I found myself recognizing both the inherent beauty of nature and the fact that nature, as time, is erasing this wound.
Mislim, bilo je poslijepodneva kada sam bio tamo, svjetlo je bilo ružičasto i bila je magla u zraku i vi stojite u ruševinama, šljunku i pronašao sam sebe kako shvaćam da nerazdvojivu ljepotu prirode i činjenicu da priroda, kao i vrijeme, briše ovu ranu.