Singers always have an advantage. You know, everyone can connect to a song in a way that they cannot do to a basketball act or a magician act or whatever.
Governments, systems, ideologies come and go, but it is humanity which remains.
The war we have to wage today has only one goal, and that is to make the world safe for diversity.
Every human being, of whatever origin, of whatever station, deserves respect. We must each respect others even as we respect ourselves.
As we watch the sun go down, evening after evening, through the smog across the poisoned waters of our native earth, we must ask ourselves seriously whether we really wish some future universal historian on another planet to say about us: "With all their genius and with all their skill, they ran out of foresight and air and food and water and ideas," or, They went on playing politics until their world collapsed around them.
Wars begin in the minds of men, and in those minds, love andcompassion would have built the defenses of peace.
The law of love and compassion for all living creatures is again a doctrine to which we are all too ready to pay slip service. However, if it is to become a reality, it requires a process of education, a veritable mental renaissance. Once it has become a reality, national as well as international problems will fall into perspectives and become easier to solve. Wars and conflicts, too, will then become a thing of the past, because wars begin in the minds of men, and in those minds love and compassion would have built the defenses of peace.
There's something about the way of playing a repellent character, that if you can play him with a certain amount of charm, you can get away with a lot.
The secret of breaking rules in a way that works is understanding what the rules are in the first place.
Creating Your Character is Like an Artist Creating a Sculpture
. . I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head. ) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head. )