I am leaving behind me fifty years of memory.
Memory . . . Who shall say what is real and what is not?
Can I believe my friends all gone when their voices are a glory in my ears?
And I will stand to say no and no again, for they remain a living truth within my mind.
There is no fence nor hedge around time that is gone.
You can go back and have what you like of it . . .
So I can close my eyes on my valley as it was . . .
from Huw's opening monologue in the movie, How Green Was My Valley