The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief of grief has drained me clean; Still it seems a pity No one saw,—it must have been Very pretty.
The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief of grief has drained me clean; Still it seems a pity No one saw,—it must have been Very pretty.
I don't spend most of my life in front of the media.




(12 votes, 3.08 )Acting is real important to me. I love it, and it's something I care about.




(16 votes, 3.25 )I've made up so many stories about my name, I can't remember.




(11 votes, 3.64 )Don’t aspire to make a living, aspire to make a difference.




(10 votes, 4.50 )Do what you have to do to do what you want to do.




(9 votes, 4.78 )I never really had the classic struggle. I had faith.




(5 votes, 4.40 )I'm not a film buff. I don't watch a lot of movies.




(8 votes, 3.50 )Do Not Sell My Personal Information
Exercise your consumer rights by contacting us below Privacy Policy
Personalized advertisements
Turning this off will opt you out of personalized advertisements delivered from Google on this website.
