Don’t you think every face tells its own story? Like a book? More like a poem. If you study it long enough, you’ll soon find its meaning.
Gail Tsukiyama (2007). “The Street of a Thousand Blossoms”, p.288, Macmillan

Don’t you think every face tells its own story? Like a book? More like a poem. If you study it long enough, you’ll soon find its meaning.