We Live But For A Short Time,

The Sight Of Snow Made Her Think How Beautiful And Short Life Is And How, In Spite Of All Their Enmities, People Have So Very Much In Common; Measured Against Eternity And The Greatness Of Creation, The World In Which They Lived Was Narrow. That's Why Snow Drew People Together. It Was As If Snow Cast A Veil Over Hatreds, Greed, And Wrath And Made Everyone Feel Close To One Another. -- Snow Pg 119

The Urbanized Life Has Lead To The Destruction Of The Legends.

Real Museums Are Places Where Time Is Transformed Into Space.

After All, Isn't The Purpose Of The Novel, Or Of A Museum, For That Matter, To Relate Our Memories With Such Sincerity As To Transform Individual Happiness Into A Happiness All Can Share?

Where There Is True Art And Genuine Virtuosity The Artist Can Paint An Incomparable Masterpiece Without Leaving Even A Trace Of His Identity.