I like living. I have sometimes been wildly despairing, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.
I believe that the most important part of any audition is the second you leave the room. If you can leave and not beat yourself up, it’s going to help you next time.
But if at first you don’t succeed, try, try, try again.
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
A wounded Deer – leaps highest –
“Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all –
