I hardly ever watch my own work. I just end up picking myself apart! I can't even stand to hear myself on voicemail. the sound of my own voice is like nails on a chalkboard. The same goes for my records.
“Only enemies speak the truth; friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.”
“And she could never give me an answer. And I realized that, you know, I had a problem on my hands.”