Your friends drag you down, Gordie. Don't you know that? [...] Your friends do. They're like drowning guys that are holding onto your legs. You can't save them. You can only drown with them.

I was a ballet dancer and that kind of bled into musical theater. I was constantly in rehearsal for one thing or another.

Showing up is not all of life - but it counts for a lot.

To a teacher of languages there comes a time when the world is but a place of many words and man appears a mere talking animal not much more wonderful than a parrot.

Written By Joseph Conrad

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