Mówią, że kiedy rodzi się człowiek z nieba spada dusza i rozpada się na dwie części. Jedna trafia do kobiety, druga do mężczyzny... Sens życia polega na dnalezieniu tej drugiej połowy. Połowy swojej duszy. Połowy siebie.

They take their punishment so well, so cheerfully: I go out with an adder in my heart, and an asp in my tongue, and every night I sow thorns in the garden of my soul.

The story itself, the true story, is the one that the audience members create in their minds, guided and shaped by my text, but then transformed, elucidated, expanded, edited, and clarified by their own experience, their own desires, their own hopes and fears.

Written By Nicholas Sparks

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