Marriage Takes Your Whole Heart; Selfish People

The Lands Are Lit With All The Autumn Blaze Of Golden-rod, And Everywhere The Purple Asters Nod And Bend And Wave And Flit.

Now And Then One Sees A Face Which Has Kept Its Smile Pure And Undefiled. It Is A Woman's Face Usually; Often A Face Which Has Trace Of Great Sorrow All Over It, Till The Smile Breaks. Such A Smile Transfigures: Such A Smile, If The Artful But Knew It, Is The Greatest Weapon A Face Can Have.

The Oscar Sits On Some Shelf Above My Desk. If There Was An Earthquake, I Could Actually Be Killed By My Own Academy Award.

Marriage Takes Your Whole Heart; Selfish People Can't Pull It Off.

It’s Getting Too Late In My Life To Care About The Small Things. It’s Getting Too Late To Not Be Brave, To Not Live My Life Fully, To Not Try To Be An Artist. Trivial Things Like How Nice Your Hotel Room Is, Or If You Have To Be Naked For A While, They Fade Away.