I damaged my health during 'Les Mis,' which I didn't want to mention in case it seemed like I was courting sympathy.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Since my accident I am a little more mindful of the suffering of other people.
No day-to-day mishaps or indignities can really compromise your sense of self after you've survived a deep tragedy.
I was hurting. I had some ailments I was dealing with. It's not like I was holding out.
The condition of the wounded touched my heart deeply.
The agony of my feelings allowed me no respite; no incident occurred from which my rage and misery could not extract its food.
The name of my ailment was longing, and it was not cured till I finally went to the department store and counted out the money in small coins before the dismayed clerk. When I came to the house, I held up the instrument before the eyes of the astonished household.
These irresponsible acts, which cannot have any justification whatsoever, are to be fully condemned. In these appalling circumstances, I want to offer you the most sincere condolences, both in my name and in that of the French people.
I was a football player at college and dislocated my thumb. I was out for a bit and passed the theatre and saw some lovely drama students walking into an audition for 'Much Ado About Nothing' and thought: 'That's what I'll do when I recover.' I joined that production and was hooked.
Sympathy is charming, but it does not make up for pain.
I was terribly wounded by my wife's death.