Remember that you and I made this journey together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.

Remember it always. Remember that you and I made this journey and went together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.

"Try to remember it always," he said once Gogol had reached him, leading him slowly back across the breakwater, to where his mother and Sonia stood waiting. "Remember that you and I made this journey together to a place where there was nowhere left to go."

Now I understood that the same road was to bring us together again. Whatever we had missed, we possessed together the precious, the incommunicable past.

"Our Story"

Remind me again — together we
trace our strange journey, find
each other, come on laughing.
Some time we’ll cross where life
ends. We’ll both look back
as far as forever, that first day.
I’ll touch you — a new world then.
Stars will move a different way.
We’ll both end. We’ll both begin.

Remind me again.

I was with you at the beginning of your journey. It is right that I should follow you to its end.

There came a time when you realized that moving on was pointless. That you took yourself with you wherever you went.

Our stories may be singular, but our destination is shared.

You have made a place in my heart where I thought there was no room for anything else. You have made flowers grow where I cultivated dust and stones. Remember this, on this journey you insist on making. If you die, I will not survive you long.

The only place you belong is the place you can never go back to.

Here I was at the end of America...no more land...and nowhere was nowhere to go but back

every journey is important, and that no journey is impossible.

No matter how far apart we are,
don't forget that we're
still under the same sky,
both traveling to the place
we once dreamed of.

I can’t let you go now. I want to go places with you; obscure little places, just to be able to say: here I came with her.