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If A Man Or Woman Has Something Redone It Is Because He Or She Can No Longer Live With That Part Of Their Body, It Is No Longer Bearable. Either They Get Help And Find The Strength To Fight Or They Proceed With The Act.

I'm Less Desperate Now To Express What's Inside Me, That's True - I Act These Days Because It Keeps Me Awake And Interested, An Eternal Student.

We've All Had That Fear, That Despair Of Losing Someone, Or This Fierce Desire Because It's Not Reciprocated. The Less Reciprocation There Is, The More Desire We Have.

I Don't See My Old Films, But I Think Of The Characters I Played As Friends, Like The Women I Meet In My Life Who Made Strong Impressions On Me. I Remember Them And They Are Part Of Me.

There Is A Phrase In French, Which Means 'to Miss.' To Pass By. To Not Be Able To Stop. You Love Someone And Someone Loves You, But It Just Can't Work For Different Reasons.