During Paris' audition, my mother sat there, jaw on the floor, and actually said "My god, that girl SPARKLES when she sings!" I kid you not.
"We don't value the lily less for not being made of flint and built to last. Life's bounty is in it's flow, later is too late. Where is the song when it's been sung, the dance when it's been danced? It's only we humans who want to own the future too."
- Tom Stoppard, Shipwreck