I Worked On My Voice

Families Survive, One Way Or Another. You Have A Tie, A Connection That Exists Long After Death, Through Many Lifetimes.

In Families There Is Always The Mythology. My Father Died When My Kids Were Quite Young Still, And Yet They Still Tell His Stories. That Is How A Person Lives On.

I've Been Thinking A Lot About Next Year, Which Will Be The First Time In 25 Years That I Don't Have A Child At Home.

It Comes Down To Something Really Simple: Can I Visualize Myself Playing Those Scenes? If That Happens, Then I Know That I Will Probably End Up Doing It.

I Regret Those Times When I've Chosen The Dark Side. I've Wasted Enough Time Not Being Happy.