Maxioms by Orson Welles
It's weird...you know the end of something great is coming, but you want to hold on, just for one more read more
It's weird...you know the end of something great is coming, but you want to hold on, just for one more second...just so it can hurt a little more.
We’re born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion read more
We’re born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we’re not alone.
I passionately hate the idea of being with it, I think an artist has always to be out of step read more
I passionately hate the idea of being with it, I think an artist has always to be out of step with his time.
