There are as many pillows of illusion as flakes in a snow-storm. We wake from one dream into another dream.
There are people who are born deaf and grow up deaf who don't speak at all, and some of them have told me that they resent a little bit that I do speak. But, you know, I have to be myself. I have to do what I'm comfortable doing.
Off camera, I am not so quiet, I have a fun time, relaxed.
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