Every Single Religion That Has Ever Been

When You're Jealous, Especially Of Someone Else's Art Or Creations You Automatically Put Up These Selfish Walls That Reinforce Your Stupid Ideas. It's Hard To Pull Those Walls Down And Look At What You're Hiding. Look At Your Own Weakness And Realize That The Jealousy Came From Knowing That You're Intimidated By Someone Else's Work, And That When You Compare It To Your Own, You Fall Short.

It's Impossible To Measure The Type Of Mental Strength And Determination That's Required To Be An Elite Wrestler.

I Don't Care If You're Gay, Black, Chinese, Straight. That Means Nothing To Me. It's All An Illusion.

There's A Lot Of People That I Disagree With That I Think I Could Have Interesting Conversations With. What I Don't Want To Get Into Is Manufactured Conflict. I Would Much Rather Talk To Someone Like Dr. Rhonda Patrick Or Randall Carlson And Be Mesmerized By Information. I Guess In A Way That's Selfish, Or Maybe Not Objective Of Me. The Older (and Hopefully Wiser) I Get The Less Interested I Am In Conflict. I Don't Mind Disagreeing With People In A Civil Way, But I Definitely Don't Want To Go Out Of My Way To Have An Argument Unless It's A Really Important Subject.

When I First Went Onstage I Even Had A Suit Jacket On With The Sleeves Rolled Up Because That's What I Saw On Tv Or At The Improv That Everybody Did.