From then on, I realized this is what I want to do, what I'm supposed to do: Giving energy and receiving it back through applause. I love it. That's my world. I love it. I enjoy it. I live for it.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Applause, it's very nice, of course. But when you're giving, and creating, and then there is the silence of everyone sitting there, listening, waiting, that is great.
The applause was so loud and insistent that I had to respond with several encores. I was numb with happiness, when it was over, I knew that this alone must be my life and my world.
There's nothing nicer than getting a round of applause for turning up for work. It's amazing! You start work, and people clap. Do you know what I mean? And then they stand up and clap at the end.
You are never too old for applause. What's satisfying is that I'm being appreciated for what I was trained for.
My energy to sing, I get it from my singing. Singing was not a reason to make a living. This is the only thing I wanted to do.
There is nothing like the high of being on stage and reaping applause, especially for emotionally needy people like me!
I love what I do. I was given the most incredible gift that can be given to anyone. I could never imagine a world without music, and I feel grateful that I've been given the ability to share that.
Sometimes I wish that applause would come just a bit later, when it is so beautifully hushed that I feel like holding my breath in the silence of the end.
I do take this insane pleasure in world-building. I get the world in my head, but I have to make sure everyone else gets it.
I don't really feel that I deserve all my applause.