Once I knew only darkness and stillness... my life was without past or future... but a little word from the fingers of another fell into my hand that clutched at emptiness and my heart leaped to the rapture of living.
My share of the work may be limited but the fact that it is work makes it...
I always felt like my future was at stake every time I stepped on stage and...
He that can live alone resembles the brute beast in nothing the sage in much and God in everything.
