When the child was a child, it was the time of these questions. Why am I me, and why not you? Why am I here, and why not there? When did time begin, and where does space end? Isn’t life under the sun just a dream? Isn’t what I see, hear, and smell just the mirage of a world before the world? Does evil actually exist, and are there people who are really evil? - Wings of Desire (1987)
Der Himmel über Berlin (Wings of Desire) [W. Wenders, 1987]
Probably my favourite film ever