I'm conditioned to know that I'm gonna fuck something up, so I go into anything that makes me feel truly vulnerable with an acknowledgment that it may be temporary, or I may be limited in my ability to fulfill this really big thing that doesn't require me to be sharp or witty or dexterous. It requires me to be fucking naive and simple and nice and reliable. I worry about it, because I'm better at: make a joke and leave.

I feel like my secret magic trick that separates me from a lot of my peers is the bravery to be vulnerable and truthful and honest.

Absolute honesty is as absurd an abstraction as an absolute temperature or an absolute value.

Honesty is a very expensive gift, Don't expect it from cheap people.

Lies are the greatest murder. They kill the Truth.

Compliments win friends, honesty loses them.