I wish that for just one time, you could stand inside my shoes, and just for that one moment, I could be you...

People are fascinating things. The amount of feelings and emotions we give away, purely by our facial expressions and body language, is incredible.

I love that strange feeling you get when you calmly and absentmindedly people watch in public places; half asleep, half awake, half daydreaming, and afterwards you can’t help but feel like you’ve taken a little piece of them home with you.

For that short period of time their worries become your worries, their happiness becomes your happiness, and their life becomes more fascinating, heartbreaking and intriguing than anything else you could ever imagine.

I see an old man pick up a newspaper and notice that the creases in the pages mirror the ones etched on his forehead, and I wonder what could bother a man so old and wise and knowledgeable. He makes me realise that dealing with life and love and loss becomes no easier with age.