Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
This happened to me. The doors were packed, we saw each other for a split second. I was 16, he was well into his 70’s. We didn’t speak, but in that moment our eyes locked and we knew we were meant for something wonderful together. 1. This is the one one and only time this occurred. 2. I am 40. I have never forgotten him.
I cannot tell if what the world considers ‘happiness’ is happiness or not. All I know is that when I consider the way they go about attaining it, I see them carried away headlong, grim and obsessed, in the general onrush of the human herd, unable to stop themselves or to change their direction. All the while they claim to be just on the point of attaining happiness.
Wise words from the late Robin Williams. May he RIP. And remember, if you’re ever struggling with difficult emotions (from loneliness to grief to depression and suicidal), the Lifeline is here for you - 24/7/365 at 1-800-273-TALK (8255). or go to their website: http://www.suicidepreventionlifeline.org
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When we were rehearsing it, I said I would like to imitate Tallulah Bankhead in this scene. I’ve seen Tallulah many times at big parties and she picks up a cigarette and five lights come in, men who light her cigarette. And we imitated that and it came off very well.
Joan Crawford on the cigarette lighting scene in Humoresque (1946)