There is, however, a gift now rare and forgotten: the ability to observe detail. A meadow where one sees only the colour green is a meadow and nothing more, identical to countless others. It stirs no emotions, nor will it ever be envisioned among all the others through memory alone.
Un jardìn donde se ven solamente los colores verdes es un jardìn y ya, igual identico a mil otros. Nonprovoca emociones, ni nunca podrà emergir entre otros con la fuerza de los recuerdos.