He went like one that hath been stunn'd, And is of sense forlorn: A sadder and a wiser man He rose the morrow morn.
I don't cry that much, and if I do, it's for a really big thing.
I am a tender-hearted person, and I feel everything to the ninth degree.
One must not speak of such things. One is still scarred from that experience.
I've always been very visceral in that I feel things very deeply.
So my reaction to hearing this corny-ass, horrible song ["With Arms Wide Open" by Creed] is violent, uncontrollable, sustained weeping.
Well, I'm just a really sentimental person, and I just get leveled by things so easily, like from films, to personal interactions, to memories, to music.
Everything gets to me. I'm very sentimental.
I cry very easily. It can be a movie, a phone conversation, a sunset - tears are words waiting to be written.
When I see sentimental scenes, I get emotional and tears start flowing from my eyes.
When I saw 'Ankahee,' I was very moved. I felt broken inside.
