I wanted to be an English teacher. I wanted to do it for the corduroy jackets with patches on the side. When I got to college as I was walking across campus one day I ripped off a little flyer for this sketch-comedy group. It ended up being one of the greatest things I've ever done.
Much may be done in those little shreds and patches of time which every day produces and which most men throw away.
We allow our ignorance to prevail upon us and make us think we can survive alone alone in patches alone in groups alone in races even alone in genders.
People make suggestions on what to say all the time. I'll give you an example I don't read what's handed to me. People say 'Here here's your speech or here's an idea for a speech.' They're changed. Trust me.