“We'll always have Paris.”
“But... we'll always have Paris." I pause, thinking this through. "At least, you'll have it. And you can tell me about it.”
“Dear Lovey, we'll sing and dance, and float as far as Paris, France. On airy currents up above, we'll teach the wildest wind to love.”
“Paris is always a good idea.”
“I've always believed in savoring the moments. In the end, they are the only things we'll have.”
“That was the end of the first part of Paris. Paris was never to be the same again although it was always Paris and you changed as it changed. We never went back to the Vorarlberg and neither did the rich.”