We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.
Abraham Lincoln
In Angels in America,
In Angels in America, I got to fulfill a lifelong dream. I was in the air eight nights a week for two years, and I just loved it. Ellen McLaughlin