23 июля 2016 г., 23:18
In the end when you are old and all your friends and family have died or have gone away and your bones ache every second, if you are lucky, you still have your memories. And what are memories if not moments locked away in your head and in your heart? They're like little sparkling treasures in a box waiting for the lid to be lifted so the light can shine upon them once more.
