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Pandering to your detractors was even worse than pandering to your collectors.
we can only ever see the world through our own half-blind eyes, set in our own stupid heads, backed by our own self-obsessed brains,
To choose marriage and babies over a glamorous career as an artist would be an unthinkable failure. Love was supposed to be a by-product of a life well lived, not the goal.
Love saves you, as long as there’s a you to be saved.