In such situations, of course, people don’t nurse their anger silently, they moan aloud; but these are not frank, straightforward moans, there is a kind of cunning malice in them, and that’s the whole point. Those very moans express the sufferer’s delectation; if he did not enjoy his moans, he wouldn’t be moaning.

When women come up to me like I’m a freaking senator or I’m a doctor, it’s like damn, y’all like me? I look up to y’all

That thing about being an icon, the fifth Beatle, I just found it so freaky.