Sometimes when it goes really well, you wonder, who's that at the piano?
Tatiana and the soldier were having a silence
I love you breathlessly, my amazing man.
I love you. I'm blind for you, wild for you. Sick with you. I told you that our first night together when I asked you to marry me, I am telling you now. Everything that's happened to us, everything, is because I crossed the street for you. I worship you. You know that through and through.
Dear God, Tatiana prayed in bed that night, turning to the wall and pulling the white sheet and the thin brown blanket over herself. If You are there somewhere, please teach me how to hide what I never knew how to show.
There are some battles, no matter how much you don’t want to fight them, that you just have to fight. That are worth giving your life for.
If there is God, I thought. . . Please some day let me make love to this girl while she wears that dress. " "Oh. . . " "Tatiasha. . . isn't it nice to know there is a God?
The real rub is finding that authentic self and it's not something that's going to come to you overnight.
Conversation should touch everything, but should concentrate itself on nothing.
It is no policy to let thy lusts have arms, which are sure to rise and declare against thee when thine enemy comes.
I appreciate my true fans for enjoying me in what I do every day, whether interviews or playing heel. They are smart and nice people.