Postoje u nama neke stvari neprevodive u reči.

Rehabilitation.

Abstinence from life.

Grandma's cherry pie.

Grandpa's big bed.

A good book.

Daydreaming.

Explaining.

Deep, deep breathing.

Talking to him. For hours.

Regretting.

Promissing.

Turning a new page.

Zato što, i kad sam mrtva pijana, trčim prvo njega da vidim.

Zato što me ne udari kad ga ugrizem za usnu do krvi.