Turning fully toward the glass, I consider what I see. This reflected version of myself, wet, shaking, rumpled, pinched, and slightly stoop, would be alarming were it not for the self-satisfied expression pasted across my face. I would ask the obvious question, 'what are you smiling about?' But I already know the answer: 'It just gets better from here.'

My natural state is one that's affected by the shortage of dopamine production in my brain. So my natural state is to be halting and at times tremulous and kind of just physically disturbed. I mean, that's my natural state, given the situation in my brain. But I'm always as happy either way. And so when it comes to me, body language lies.

I've learned some exciting things - mostly, that people really want to help each other; and that, if you can lay out a vision for them - and that vision is sincere and genuine - they'll get interested.

By the time I entered high school, I had forsaken academics altogether in favor of my burgeoning acting career.

The only thing worse than an opportunity you don't deserve is blowing an opportunity.

I can't be smug, because I know that you can lose anything at any point. And I can't be angry, because I haven't lost it.

In fact, Parkinson's has made me a better person. A better husband, father and overall human being.