I am an actor and I live in the world of pretend in my working capacity. I live in the world of my imagination.
Enhance and intensify one's vision of that synthesis of truth and beauty...
Beauty is a fragile gift.
Art lies by its own artifice.
Like fragile ice anger passes away in time.
Fair peace becomes men ferocious anger belongs to beasts.
What is it that love does to a woman? Without she only sleeps with it alone...