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I Always Wanted To Do My Best. I Got Nothing Free—i Had To Work Hard.

I Live Like A Monk: With One Toothbrush, One Cake Of Soap, And A Pot Of Cream.

I Was Always Sad As A Child, For As Long As I Can Think Back. I Hated Crowds Of People, And Used To Sit In A Corner By Myself, Just Thinking.

How Can One Change One's Entire Life And Build A New One On One Moment Of Love? And Yet, That's What You Make Me Want To Close My Eyes And Do.

Garbo Still Belongs To That Moment In Cinema When Capturing The Human Face Still Plunged Audiences Into The Deepest Ecstasy, When One Literally Lost Oneself In A Human Image As One Would In A Philtre, When The Face Represented A Kind Of Absolute State Of The Flesh, Which Could Be Neither Reached Nor Renounced.