The world will break your heart ten ways to Sunday. That’s guaranteed. I can’t begin to explain that. Or the craziness inside myself and everyone else. But guess what? Sunday’s my favorite day again. I think of what everyone did for me, and I feel like a very lucky guy.
“She’s so stupid! She doesn’t even know how to behave in public! I hate her so much. She better quit acting and learn how to smile more!”
“Oh my god, she’s so awesome. She’s perfect, please have another oscar for your life and all the choices you make! I LOVE YOU!”
Do you see, where the problem in humanity is?