StevenBrisson:
After a certain number of years, our faces become our biographies.
StevenBrisson:
A hundred hearts would be too few to carry all my love for you.
StevenBrisson:
My Grandparents
StevenBrisson:
Love is just love, it can never be explained.
StevenBrisson:
Love is just love, it can never be explained.
StevenBrisson:
I live my daydreams in music.
StevenBrisson:
What we do flows from who we are.
StevenBrisson:
It is only at the first encounter that a face makes its full impression on us.