I'm not the go-to guy. Everybody is trying to tell their story and have different ways of telling it.
Truth can be stated in a thousand different ways, yet each one can be true.
What a sight there is in that "smile!" it changes like a chameleon. There is a vacant smile, a cold smile, a smile of hate, a satiric smile, an affected smile; but, above all, a smile of love.
I've got a funny old face. Someone described it once, and I think they were being kind, as character. But I know what they mean! I've never been that conventional. I suppose maybe it means that my face can look different in different lights, so I just try and sort of keep it simple when I'm going out, to still look like me.
Everything you do is different, and you find different chords in every character that you play that strike true with you.
Love has so many unique yet consistent forms.
I have seen that grief can be very different for different people. While the range of emotions experienced is similar, the way we deal with those emotions isn't, necessarily.
Purple - I mean, the music and the influence and the subliminal touches range from orchestral conversation to jazz to blues and soul and God knows what. It's a vast range of expressions.
It is the nature of love to work in a thousand different ways.
