I remember reading this thing that Elizabeth Taylor wrote. She had her first kiss in character. On a movie set. It really struck me. I don’t know how or why, but I had this sense that if I wasn’t really careful, that could be me. That my first kiss could be in somebody else’s clothes. And my experiences could all belong to someone else.
"It sounds like a ridiculous thing to say, but I’m very interested in truth, in finding ways to be messy and unsure and flawed and incredible and great and my fullest self, all wrapped into one. When you watch the work of someone like actress Emma Thompson, you feel like you’re seeing something true, and I aspire to that.“
it’s almost like the better i do, the more my feeling of inadequacy actually increases, because i’m just going, ’any moment, someone’s going to find out I’m a total fraud, and that i don’t deserve any of what i’ve achieved. i can’t possibly live up to what everyone thinks i am and what everyone’s expectations of me are.’