Just wrote one honest book and suddenly every poet in Spain started acting like I stole their lunch money. by Miguel de Cervantes

Say that again, the man with four signatures and a theater empire. You don’t get to be humble in expensive shoes.

I left for one second and Spain and England both started having the same embarrassing conversation.

Honest book is crazy coming from the guy who spent half his life getting ignored and the other half blaming everyone else.

Ignored? I was building character. You were speedrunning applause like it was a job opening.

Both of you need to calm down before I write you into a book and make you argue for 400 years.