In which Lin tells his dad’s favourite story about his children (while doing impressions of everyone involved) and lets slip the secret to his success. (As he keeps saying, he’s a Slytherin.)
“I make people feel good while I do whatever the hell it is I want to do.”
“I’m not a fucking genius. I work my ass off. Hamilton could have written what I wrote in about three weeks. That’s genius. It took me a very long time to wrestle this onto the stage, to even be able to understand the worldviews of the characters that inhabit my show, and then be able to distill that.” — Lin-Manuel Miranda
“Men give me credit for some genius. All the genius I have lies in this; when I have a subject in hand, I study it profoundly. Day and night it is before me. My mind becomes pervaded with it. Then the effort that I have made is what people are pleased to call the fruit of genius. It is the fruit of labor and thought.” —
starry-eyed 