" I went down, giving you my arm, at least one million of stairs and now that you are no more here it’s the void on every step. Also in such way our long journey has been short too. Mine still goes on, and I need no more coincidences, reservations, traps, shames of those who think that reality is that what you see.
I went down millions of stairs giving you my arm not just because it’s better to see with four eyes than two. With you I went down because I knew that between us the only true pupils, though so much darkened, were yours "