I know I was writing stories when I was five. I don't know what I did before that. Just loafed I suppose.
The sweetest noise on earth, a woman's tongue; A string which hath no discord.
The sea! The sea! The open sea!, The blue, the fresh, the ever free!
Oh, the summer night, Has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne.
I 'm on the sea! I 'm on the sea! I am where I would ever be, With the blue above and the blue below, And silence wheresoever I go.
Sing! Who sings To her who weareth a hundred rings? Ah, who is this lady fine? The Vine, boys, the Vine! The mother of the mighty Wine, A roamer is she O'er wall and tree And sometimes very good company.
Touch us gently, Time! Let us glide adown thy stream Gently,-as we sometimes glide Through a quiet dream!
I am she who lifts the mountains When she goes to hunt, Who wears mamba for a headband And a lion for a belt. Beware! I swallow elephants whole And pick my teeth with rhinoceros horns, I drink up rivers to get at the hippos. Let them hear my words! Nhamo is coming And her hunger is great. I am she who tosses trees Instead of spears. The ostrich is my pillow And the elephant is my footstool! I am Nhamo Who makes the river my highway And sends crocodiles scurrying into the reeds!
I am a better person when I have less on my plate.
I think going back to school, studying as much as you can, especially literature and close reading some of the most beautiful works. You can always apply that to acting.
I know that I have a voice and can use it for good or bad. It's a gift from God.