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I truly feel that there are as many ways of loving as there are people in the world and as there are days in the life of those people.
There is a level of fame that is really unmanageable. But most of the people who experience that level of fame are compensated in other ways. Private villas and chauffeured boats.
If you've got a piece and you can feel the person who's going to direct it is really made for it, if it's really special for them, then it's going to be a better-than-usual experience.
You wonder why I only talk about my personal life. But that's all I've ever done.
An identity would seem to be arrived at by the way in which the person faces and uses his experience.
It is obvious that we can no more explain a passion to a person who has never experienced it than we can explain light to the blind.
In the midst of the sense of tragedy or loss, sometimes laughter is not only healing, it's a way of experiencing the person that you've lost again.
When they talk of ghosts of the dead who wander in the night with things still undone in life, they approximate my subjective experience of this life.
When we love anyone with our whole hearts, life begins when we are with that person; it is only in their company that we are really and truly alive.
