All art really does is keep you focused on questions of humanity, and it really is about how do we get on with our maker.
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Nothing prepared me for your smile
Interpretation
A smile can have a profound impact on emotions and relationships.
David Bowie's quote 'Nothing prepared me for your smile' reflects the unexpected and powerful effect that a loved one's smile can have on a person. It suggests that a smile is not just a simple gesture but can evoke deep feelings of joy and connection, surpassing any prior experiences or expectations.
In practice
During a wedding toast, one could say, 'Nothing prepared me for your smile' to emphasize the joy of love.
All art really does is keep you focused on questions of humanity, and it really is about how do we get on with our maker.
I guess, taking away all the theatrics or the costuming and the outer layers of what I do, I'm a writer... I write.
I always had a repulsive need to be something more than human.
But I've got to think of myself as the luckiest guy. Robert Johnson only had one album's worth of work as his legacy. That's all that life allowed him.
I'm an early riser. I get up between five and six, have coffee, and read for a couple of hours before everyone else gets up.
I'm not actually a very keen performer. I like putting shows together. I like putting events together. In fact, everything I do is about the conceptualizing and realization of a piece of work, whether it's the recording or the performance side.
The worst prison would be a closed heart.
I will write in words of fire. I will write them on your skin. I will write about desire. Write beginnings, write of sin. You’re the book I love the best, your skin only holds my truth, you will be a palimpsest lines of age rewriting youth. You will not burn upon the pyre. Or be buried on the shelf. You’re my letter to desire: And you’ll never read yourself. I will trace each word and comma As the final dusk descends, You’re my tale of dreams and drama, Let us find out how it ends.
To witness two lovers is a spectacle for the gods.
Deep in earth my love is lying And I must weep alone.
At that moment of love, a moment when passion is absolutely silent under omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, pure seraphic Marius, would have been more capable of visiting a woman of the streets than of raising Cosette’s dress above the ankle. Once on a moonlit night, Cosette stopped to pick up something from the ground, her dress loosened and revealed the swelling of her breasts. Marius averted his eyes.
The moment we begin to seek love, love begins to seek us. And to save us.
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