THANK YOU!!!!
To all my friends and family, who have been by my side during my illness, who have prayed for me, who talked to me when I was down, who have listened to me cry, who have entertained me, who have comforted me in my loneliness, to all of you, I say again,
Thank
you!! I love you!!
There will never be any way to repay you for the love and the friendship that you all have shown me. But, as a gift from my mind and my heart, which you all have nurtured so well, I give you these words:
If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.
And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
If I give away all I have, and if I deliver my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love
is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful;
it
is not arrogant or rude.
Love
does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;
it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right.
Love
bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love
never ends; as for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they
will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away.
Corinthians I 13: 1-8 ASV
Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly upon the tongue. But if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the towncrier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air so much with your hands, thus, but use all gently. For in the very torrent, tempest and, as I may say, the whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and begat a temperance that may give it smoothness. Oh, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustuous, periwigpated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ear to the groundling, who, for the most part, are capable of nothing more than inexplicable dumbshow and noise. I would have a fellow whipped for o'erdoing termagant. It out-Herod's Herod. Pray you, avoid it.
Be not to tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor. Suit the action to the word, the word to the action. With this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature, for anything so overdone is for the purpose of playing, whose end, both first and now, was and is to hold as t'were a mirror up to nature, to show virtue her own image, scorn her own feature, and the very age and body of the time it's form and pressure.
Now, this overdone, or, come tardy off, though it make the sensuous laugh, cannot help but make the judicious grieve. The censor of the which one must, in your allowance, o'erweigh a whole theatre of others.