Rose McGowan

“When I was about four, I had a wart on my thumb. I was toddling down this long hallway when one of the doors opened...A man with shaggy blond hair picked me up, looked at my hand, and said, “Perfection in all things.” He held up a razor blade and sliced my hand with one swipe, winking at me as he sat me back down. “Perfection in all things,” he said again before shutting the door and leaving me in the hallway.”
― Rose McGowan, Brave