"Fear after all is our real enemy. Fear is taking over our world. Fear is being used as a tool of manipulation in our society.

Let’s leave the Jews out of this just for a moment. Let’s think of another minority. One that… One that can go unnoticed if it needs to. There are all sorts of minorities, blondes for example… Or people with freckles. But a minority is only thought of as one when it constitutes some kind of threat to the majority. A real threat or an imagined one. And therein lies the fear. If the minority is somehow invisible, then the fear is much greater. That fear is why the minority is persecuted. So, you see there always is a cause. The cause is fear. Minorities are just people. People like us.

"It was a way of helping the audience feel what George is feeling. George at the beginning of the day is deeply depressed, he isn’t seeing anything, his world is absolutely flat. As he goes through the day he’s really pulled by the beauty of the world, and by the time we get to the end of his day he’s been re-energised. He’s living actually in technicolour. Everything is so sharp, he thinks he’s looking at things for the last time. So, he’s really looking for the first time in a long time of his life, and that was what the colour surges were about.” - Tom Ford

For the first time in my life I can’t see my future. Everyday goes by in a haze, but today I have decided will be different.” - George | A Single Man (2009)

sometimes awful things have their own kind of beauty.

It takes time in the morning for me to become George, time to adjust to what is expected of George and how he is to behave. By the time I have dressed and put the final layer of polish on the now slightly stiff but quite perfect George I know fully what part I’m suppose to play. Looking in the mirror staring back at me isn’t so much a face as the expression of a predicament. 

A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity, when for a few brief seconds the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp. And the world seems so fresh as though it had all just come into existence. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present, and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be.

Waking up begins with saying am and now. For the past eight months waking up has actually hurt. The cold realization that I am still here slowly sets in.

A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity, when for a few brief seconds the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp. And the world seems so fresh as though it had all just come into existence. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present, and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be.