Leonard: Why does someone have to die?
Virginia: Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more. It's contrast.
Leonard: And who will die? Tell me.
Virginia: The poet will die...the visionary.
“Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.”