Without passion man is a mere latent force and possibility, like the flint which awaits the shock of the iron before it can give forth its spark.
I've done 'Two Gentlemen of Verona,' I've understudied Iago in 'Othello.' I've done Mercutio in 'Romeo and Juliet.'
Minds are like flowers. If you let it sit there without soaking anything up, it will dry up.
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