I am not too technical in my acting, and I feel when I get too technical it becomes unbelievable.
What if the question is not why I am so infrequently the person I really want to be, but why do I so infrequently want to be the person I really am?
The courage to go deeper is found by letting your desire grow larger than your fear.
Within each of us there is the heart of a lion, the courage to simply be who & what we are regardless of others opinions or our own fears. Sometimes this courage has been buried beneath years of shaming that may have been so implicit or insidious that we breathed it in, unaware of how it separated us from knowing our own beauty of being. May we each know our own beauty & right to be today. May we drop down into the heart of the lion within & say to shame, when it rears it's head, "Not today!"
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. . I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine,. and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout. . . "Yes. ". I want to know if you can get up. weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done. . I want to know what sustains you. when all else falls away.
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
. . . It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
The man who deceives shows more justice than he who does not
Nature is a vast tablet, inscribed with signs, each of which has its own significancy, and becomes poetry in the mind when read; and geology is simply the key by which myriads of these signs, hitherto indecipherable, can be unlocked and perused, and thus a new province added to the poetical domain.
Miracles are everywhere to be found when priesthood callings are magnified. When faith replaces doubt, when selfless service eliminates selfish striving, the power of God brings to pass His purposes. The priesthood is not really so much a gift as it is a commission to serve, a privilege to lift, and an opportunity to bless the lives of others.
Not only in sex, but in all things men have moved blindly, have evolved out of slime to dissolve into it when this accident of consequences is over.