Asas do Desejo - Wim Wenders - Anjos, Berlim, Pensamentos

"When the child was a child, he just walked balancing his arms.
He left the stream become a river and the river become the stream,or even the sea.
Everything was full of life.
and life was only one.
When the child was a child, he didn't have opinions or habits,he use to just sit with croseed legs or he just runned away.
He had a twist in his hair and didn't make poses for the pictures"