“I wish you could save people with words, though. They are so immense, so complex, so deep and rich and varied and illusive, you can never grasp them, you can never know them, never hold onto them and save the wonder of their souls. If anything could, words would. (Is there anything stronger and more precise than words?) And so I’m sad that you can’t capture people with words, but they slip away, and no one can save them. Since not even words can save who people are, they are lost and the next generations can never know who they are, who they were, and how beautiful they were.”