-"I know that tonight we'll make love and that soon afterwards I will die, but I know we'll see each other again."
Amazed, the young man asks her:
-"We'll meet after our deaths?"
-"Of course not," she replies. "I don't believe in such things. We'll meet in a different way: you, or another man, will come across another woman, not me, like we have tonight, and they will live the same story, and, in this manner, we, like them, will have met."
- from Raúl Ruiz's The Lost Domain, via his Poetics of Cinema 2, via acquarello