Well, man, you know what they say.”No, I don’t. I don’t know what they say. I don’t even know who they are. Who is this they? They seem pretty smug. They seem to think they know shit. Fuck them.
MmmmmmI like that thing you do with your tongue. What do you call it? Speaking? Yeah, I dig it
I love you just the way you arebut you don’t see you like I do.You shouldn’t try so hard to be perfect.Trust me, perfect should try to be you.
Forever and an InstantForever and an instant met up one day,had a short but lovely talk,then each went on its way.
In high school, I worked eight hours a day just so I could get into the college of my dreams and say that I got in – and I never went.
I was definitely not the kid that just wanted to be famous for no reason whatsoever and then happened to find comedy. Fame and all that stuff have always been slightly terrifying to me, and it makes me very anxious.
The problem for us, as viewers, is that we want famous people who are passionate about the things they’re famous for, because that makes them worthy of the attention. But I think many of those famous people just want to be famous.
I remember being superyoung, like nine or ten years old, and thinking, ‘Man, I wonder what famous people eat for breakfast. They must have some special kind of cereal!’ My mind was so warped by the idea of fame.
At once I feel that comedy is this amazing sort of transcendent thing, and I’m also open to the fact that maybe it’s just an evolutionary hiccup, something that upright apes do in their free time.
There’s a certain line between jokes and music and poetry that’s a bit blurred in my mind.