"In the last minutes of consciousness before another day goes we align in spirit, all differences aside, all prejudices dissolved, and we think to smile. Unseen in the dark, lost to our neighbours, we believe that there is yet something worth fighting for here, something for the sake of those too innocent to understand why we cling to it. Without loss, without sorrow, in those final minutes in the dark we hold on to an image in our heads, all silent as one standing resolute against everything that tears us down, that divides with malice, that produces walls in those places of beauty where no wall should ever stand. In those final minutes we are family, as the world intended us to be, never unwelcome at our reunion, never overlooked or met with anything but gladness."