“Marco:I have tried to let you go and I cannot.I cannot stop thinking of you.I cannot stop dreaming about you.Do you not feel the same for me?

Celia:I do.I have you here, all around me.I sit in the Ice Garden to get a hint of this, this way that you make me feel.I felt it even before I knew who you were, and every time I think it could not possibly get any stronger, IT DOES.”