They trust me, and they’ve forgotten how to rely on their own instincts, because I lead them to nourishment.

GUIL (quietly): Where we went wrong was getting on a boat. We can move, of course, change direction, rattle about, but our movement is contained within a larger one that carries us along as inexorably as the wind and current…

There is no sense in doing a wonderful script with somebody who can&#39;t direct because that is a disaster.

They say that love is blind, but it’s trauma that’s blind. Love sees what is.

Written By Neil Strauss

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