Injustice boils in men's hearts as does steel in its cauldron, ready to pour forth, white hot, in the fullness of time.
The question is not... if art is enough to fulfill my life, but if I am true to the path I have set for myself, if I am the best I can be in the things I do. Am I living up to the reasons I became a singer in the first place?
When you get back on the field and do things, any doubts you've developed leave. The more consistent you become, the fewer doubts you have.

