Man has made many machines, complex and cunning, but which of them indeed rivals the workings of his heart?
A friend told me about the casting notice for 'Queer Eye.' I was in Chicago and I had a contract with 'Esquire' magazine, so had been coming to New York City regularly and thought I'd catch a cheap flight, crash on a friend's sofa and do this hilarious audition that I had no chance of winning.
The enjoyment of life would be instantly gone if you removed the possibility of doing something.