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.