Oswald: "All your life" Aurore: "What?" Oswald: "All your life, isn't that what you wanted to know? How long I loved you?" Aurore: "Well, yes, I suppose I did, but that wasn't what I was going to ask just now." Oswald: "I tell you I've loved you since the day you were born, and you tell me you want to know something else. There's no one quite like you, is there, Aurore?

Little princess, lovely as the dawn, well named Aurore.

Even the most straightforward of paths could turn out to be more complicated than it seemd at first.

As long as a thing is unknown, it belongs to us in a way that well-known things do not. For we have the opportunity to fill the empty, unknown spaces for ourselves, and in them there is room for imagination and for hope.

All of us show many faces to the world. No one shows her true face all of the time. To do that would be dangerous, for what is seen can also be known.

Really believing in "once upon a time". Believing that it will draw you in, take you with me to a place you've never been before.

How did you explain a thing it had not occurred to you to question? A thing you just knew, clear through to your soul?