- You see half the moon... its crescent... and one of the planets... maybe Saturn... maybe Jupiter... in the early night sky over Berlin... through the windows of a taxicab, near Potsdamer Platz. You think: ...Beauty. - No, this is not beauty... - Maybe not? - Maybe... This is the rest of it... - Maybe not? - Maybe... The rest of beauty... - Maybe not... - Maybe... What remains of beauty... - Maybe not... - Maybe... What is visible. - Certainly. - Uncertain. - Your arms would not be able to stretch as far as necessary to form an adequate gesture for beauty. - You know that, don't you? - So... beauty remains in the impossibilities of the body.