My favorite references in Kurt Vonnegut's world are two family members: his early-deceased sister, who taught him that "nobody HAS to use their talents;" and his Uncle Alex, who taught him that "if this isn't nice, I don't know what is" [suitable to be said at any time, any moment].
Your world is nothing more than your perception(s).
Fuck him I’m bitter. He didn’t have to be a hypocrite. Now it’s my biggest takeaway from his career.
“Dad, why did Bill Watterson lie to me all those years?”
“Son, it builds character to learn that some of your heroes are actually really shitty human beings.”