A wise old man once told me there are but two parts of us that are important.

[Her hand moves to brush her fingertips against Catarina's temple.] The mind.

[And then they move down to press lightly, chastely, over the woman's heart.] The heart.

They are the two parts that make up the soul. We can lose one, but not both. If one corrupts... the other must stay true or the soul will cease to exist.