I like to disappear into a role. I equate the success of it with a feeling of being chemically changed. That's the only way I can express it.
My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.
And for a very special group of people, we've provided their only job. I'm speaking of course of the disabled. They have stated they don't want a hand out just a hand. We are happy to give them one.

