My childhood was marked by seizures, which my family interpreted as temper tantrums.

It is one of the ironies of my life and in many lives that whenever you are the happiest, all of this stuff from the past will come pushing up and demand to be noticed.

At present, Spacey seems far stronger at conveying Richard's haughty grandeur and petulant temper-tantrums than he is at getting to the heart of the poetry, or the man. There is no mistaking his charisma, or his ability to turn the mood on a sixpence so that courtly formality suddenly gives way to either sardonic wit or a terrifying menace. But his English accent sometimes seemed strained and he has a tendency to bellow the often exquisitely lachrymose verse.

Later, when you're grown up, you realize you never really get to hang out with your family. You pretty much have only eighteen years to spend with them full time, and that's it.

I've always been a freak and different, oddball even in my childhood and my own family, so I can relate to people who are struggling and trying to find their true identity. I do not sit in the seat of judgment. ... I love people for who they are. We're all God's children.

What is so real as the cry of a child?
A rabbit's cry may be wilder
But it has no soul.