They encouraged us to cheer when he came in (to the I&I), and I rose and shouted with the crowd. But the instant he was in front of me, just so - radiant - I became speechless and motionless.
When I was in the green room, and he had signed my pictures, I said, "Elijah, it's Not your eyes." He looked up at me, interested, and said, "It's not?" But I could only repeat, "It's not your eyes."