We shape the world and the world shapes us.
Passion in performance is priceless; it is part
of the movement of a transcendental spirit-energy
which carries us away out of our prosaic petty
state of daily isolation—alone and collectively—
to some wonderful, wild and unknown place.
Passion in performance is the heart and soul of
real, living, artistic excellence. And, like humility,
it is always unaware of itself. The species of self-
conscious passion which has become the norm
not just on TV and in the films of Hollywood, but
also on both the pop and classical music stage, is
but a cheap, 2nd-hand imitation. The Muse will
neither allow for true Love to be faked nor sold.
We can pay for sex. The outward movements are
much the same. But we all know the difference,
and this difference is perhaps all we can know.