My mother used to sit at the foot of my bed, and she would share her dreams with me.
But blind to former as to future fate what mortal knows his pre-existent state?
Never was it given to mortal man - To lie so boldly as we women can.
Tis but a part we see and not a whole.
And after all what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in a masquerade.
I write a lot too, so I would like to write or direct in the future if I...
I feel that the year ahead for me will be full of...
I don't know what my future is.
