He confided his deepest secret to you

Every trial toughens the soul.

...even my work, the largest of the pots and pans I'd placed under my life's leaking ceiling, had become to small to contain my misery.

Lack of courage leads to cruelty.

you were attacked by cement monkeys?

Discussions of death and such matters do more to unlock the human tongue than any other subject.

Pure and soft, the melody is entrancing. Haunting. I’m glued to my seat, waiting, hoping for the next enthralling sound. I’d close my eyes if I weren’t afraid I’d miss a second of his performance.

The glimpses of human strength and frailty that a physician sees are with me still.

I've done a lot of pilots. A lot of shows. You're young and you do a job just because you know someone gave you a job.

Reputation runs behind the current state of affairs.

I know exactly how and where I am going to die. The only question is when.