I'm the kind of person that if I see someone else crying, I cry too. I take on that emotion.

If only someone else could paint what I see, it would be marvellous, because then I wouldn't have to paint at all.

Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?

I turn into a crying, hysterical maniac when I see a spider. It's pathetic.

You can only see in someone else what you see in yourself.

In my opinion it's not about gay or straight or bi, we're attracted to spirits, whatever body they're in. There are other reasons too, but that's how I see it.